A green worm coughs and splits in half. One half coughs again and spits out a green cocoon. The cocoon coughs and spits out a big, green fish. The fish coughs and spits out a less-green sea otter.
That was something from a past dream. I'd written it down in my freewriting notebook so that some day I can turn it into a verse or something. I don't know what happens to the other half of the worm. Perhaps that half is me, taking notes and trying to enjoy this bizarre scene.
For those who know about my recent non-too-bubbly period: Don't worry, things are looking up. I'm tying up the loose ends of my self-doubts here. Your concern has been precious. So, thank you very much!
In the meantime, I'll be on a reading vacation. I'll read and write then come back to tell you about the new things I find. Or the strange.
Maybe I really am that other half of the worm ...
Thanks for all the love. I'm off, grabbing a book and some coffee and cakes. (If you're having a rough time, too, I hope for all the Brightness in the world for you. And all the dark chocolate.) Stay well, everyone. Be back soon.
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