girl with the goldfish memory
What a lovely afternoon. Summer sighs content through my window, a cool, long exhalation. I am reading Kymlicka's Multicultural Citizenship while idly plunging my fingers into a jar of green lentils I bought this morning. I enjoy the tiny rattling sounds they make. Later, I may sit out on the porch and shell sweet English peas.
Shaking jars of lentils is far more amusing than it should be today. I am bubbling over with giggles just waiting to be released. I don't learn.
Shaking jars of lentils is far more amusing than it should be today. I am bubbling over with giggles just waiting to be released. I don't learn.