Josiah had been a zombie for several years

Josiah had been a zombie for several years before a friend recommended lavender bath salts. They made him feel calm yet zesty. Sometimes he felt like dancing, but his remaining leg

itimacy among the zombie horde already precarious from Josiah's whirling dervish dance was destroyed by his sweet lavender smell. His friend the giant honking Bee,Babbity Bumble

Herman was intoxicated by the lavender smell. He slammed his mandible against it. Wild, purple blotches streaked across his mind. Babbity Bumble Herman the giant bee said, "Josiah

Wedgewood said that beautiful forms & compositions are not made by chance, but my lavender thoughts are both lovely and random." Babbity Bumble Herman the giant bee was dusted with

, but it was a lost cause. No longer having any brains, Mr. Wedgewood could not process any sort of apology anyway. Babbity Bumble Herman (the bee) ruined my china and now I was

Using the 1,295,109 pieces on the floor to fold stories. Waste not, want not, my mum taught me as a child. My mum was applauding me as I cleaned up the mess, holding a vacuum.

I mockingly feigned sucking it all into the vacuum of Space and mum was almost rolling on the floor with laughter. Then I accidentally really did it and her face as she got sucked

into the vacuum of space had an expression of surprise. "Surprise, Mom," I yelled, "Happy Mother's Day!" Mom had always dreamed of going to space and now she was there. I was happy

I had made her dream come true. Every night I see the stars in the heavens and think of her, and my heart expands like the cosmos.