called to my soul with an odor of jasmine. (antonio machado)
or in this case, honeysuckle.
LA is beautiful today. spatters of color everywhere. golden sun
and bursts of flowers and the scent of honeysuckle on the wind.
and garnet hair. and the sound of the wooden heels of boots on
the pavement and the scurry of dog paws.
i have been stuck in a giggle loop most of the day. grinning
wildly while walking dogs, pretending they are what's making me happy. in
truth, i am just happy. giddy.
wrapped in bubble-wrap of giggles.
giggle-wrap?
i am having a very hard time slowing my mind down enough to
write this post. it's kind of an entertaining exercise.
what happens next? fuck if i know.
but my face muscles are very pleased to be smiling again. even
if it is in excess.
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