Every day.
Crossing a street to sanctuary.
Counting worn pebbles through thin soles of shoes.
Trying not to step on snails (I have a horror of that crunch).
Smiling in a general way, and then specifically.
Spending nights staring at stars through the ceiling.
Pouring coffee through filters.
Waiting.
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I am completely terrified that I will step on a snail. So far I’ve managed to avoid doing so, but the other day Eric came home and said that he stepped on one, so I asked, “Did it make a crunch?” “Yup.” “Was it disgusting?” “Completely.” So now I’m even more paranoid about it.
ewwww! I’ve seen other people squish them. It’s so gross.
Waiting for waiting?
hmm good point. Waiting for something and nothing all at the same time.