plastic flowers and gazpacho

I was sitting on a chair in the incredibly messy apartment of mine, looking out of the big window. There out of the (literally) the blue an airplane passed by - I wonder where its going, I wish i am on it i thought rather depressing. I woke up from the daydream by the sound of my stomach indicating hunger. But all I have is two days old gazpacho soup I said out loud even though i am all by myself. Suddenly I felt sad, I looked at my sunflower and found it dying, how come nothing stays lively in my home? From now on i am only buying plastic flowers, they last long, maybe for enternity.

Yepp, just like that (although not in couture)