Day 44 - Sundays

Sun over the garden, kittens in grass, a near miss from a centipede kiss: their tiny paws tried to stop it until I came down with my flip flop. Squishy mess and a silent prayer to it, sorry for killing you but there was a chance you would sting the kittens, and what sort of crisis would that leave me?

We had 7 guests over the weekend. They all enjoyed their rooms and breakfast.

This afternoon, I think I’ll watch one of the Oscar contenders. In the evening, I think we’ll order pizza. Close to midnight, I’ll think of you.

Day 45 - Songs

I have over 22 thousand songs on iTunes. Nearly every one of them reminds me of a place, a someone, an event. I like to hit shuffle and see where it takes me.

One song takes me back to my miserable years temping for universities in London. The next one is from that period I lived with my ex-boyfriend and his sisters. Then here comes a song from when I was growing out of top 40 pop as a teenager, getting a little rebellious.

I don’t add to this library anymore. My new life is a playlist that streams online.