This morning I spent wondering when the garbage truck was going to come by, like it was a Monday. I’m not sure why I thought it was a Monday, why it felt like a Monday.
In honor of mixed up days, here’s an orchid-center that looks like a lovely almost-symmetrical paint splotch…from the other day.
24 March 2016 at 6:00 pm
kayak woman says:
Given the regimentation of my life (work week and weekends and sometimes something… …else), I don’t usually have tooooo much trouble with the days of the week but I do know that feeling.