The many joys.
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alasanonIt's raining today, and I wish it weren't, but it's still a kind of beautiful. It's not that cold, and it's not that bright, and there are people waiting for me to finish and come into the warmth of the bookstore so we can watch a man read and then go have adventures. I'm sitting here thinking of things that are going, going, gone and wondering how long time takes to pass, how long it takes people to change entirely.
Rumor has it that you change every cell in your body about once every seven years. I've never bothered to verify it, because it sounds so charming. I think seven years ought to be long enough, and yet. And yet.
I always seem to be running on the same fumes. I've had the same basic hairstyle since I was fourteen. That's twice seven. Should I change it, though, just for the sake of changing? I can understand the joy in that. The need to shuffle around the visual appearance so that people will treat you differently. I've changed my clothing habits (though not for quite some time, now. Maybe seven years?)
Today I got a lovely gift from a perfumer. She had made a perfume based on a poem that I love, and I expressed that and ...she sent it to me. A full ten-milliliter bottle, plus four sample vials of other scents.
This is easily the most friendly community I've ever found myself a part of.
I won't ruminate further on that. I've kept them waiting long enough, and I like them.
Next week, then. Have a good one. :)
Rumor has it that you change every cell in your body about once every seven years. I've never bothered to verify it, because it sounds so charming. I think seven years ought to be long enough, and yet. And yet.
I always seem to be running on the same fumes. I've had the same basic hairstyle since I was fourteen. That's twice seven. Should I change it, though, just for the sake of changing? I can understand the joy in that. The need to shuffle around the visual appearance so that people will treat you differently. I've changed my clothing habits (though not for quite some time, now. Maybe seven years?)
Today I got a lovely gift from a perfumer. She had made a perfume based on a poem that I love, and I expressed that and ...she sent it to me. A full ten-milliliter bottle, plus four sample vials of other scents.
This is easily the most friendly community I've ever found myself a part of.
I won't ruminate further on that. I've kept them waiting long enough, and I like them.
Next week, then. Have a good one. :)
