an itching in my thumbs

By itchythumbs

caterpillar

little guy was struggling out on the deck, why i don't know. these black furry ones seem to be everywhere, lately.

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one of those days that got off to a moody start for no reason. even after some hours, still feeling it, still for no reason.

but there are small things, gestures, things as simple as the shirt you picked out, that have a way of lifting me up. that and a few gin and tonics, chatting with jess who is in town, and being joined by you and your mess of friends.

sometimes the very small things stick out, things like a short phrase, uttered ever so flippantly by one of our friends at school, here for two years from china, her husband and parents back home: "you are harmonious."

and even though no native english speaker would have said it that way and meant it the way she did, well, there was something about that word, harmonious.

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