(there's a ghost of sunblock in my head)
I know we have it here somewhere: the tube of sunblock with the blue cap, white body, SPF something that I have never actually used.
It's here, it's supposed to be here. I see it in my mind's eye and it is there: self-importantly placed on a shelf somewhere.
You know how it is with things: you do not need them, they are there. And the moment you actually start looking for them, the moment you have absolute need for them, they turn out to be ghosts in your head.
I hate having these reminders in my head; reminders that would not have been there if I had paid attention to those things in the first place.
I need sunblock. I am not going to the beach. But this girl named Marie tells me that UV rays are more harmful if you are headed where I am headed.
The house is quiet with only the sound of the buzzing refrigerator lulling all the dogs to sleep. ♥
It's here, it's supposed to be here. I see it in my mind's eye and it is there: self-importantly placed on a shelf somewhere.
You know how it is with things: you do not need them, they are there. And the moment you actually start looking for them, the moment you have absolute need for them, they turn out to be ghosts in your head.
I hate having these reminders in my head; reminders that would not have been there if I had paid attention to those things in the first place.
I need sunblock. I am not going to the beach. But this girl named Marie tells me that UV rays are more harmful if you are headed where I am headed.
The house is quiet with only the sound of the buzzing refrigerator lulling all the dogs to sleep. ♥