i'd tried for about 2 hours to post things. about chaos. about wanting a little chaos and how this morning went, providing a little chaos that i realized i might be missing, having worked to run a tight ship for a few months now, but the pics and the words would just suddenly disappear. it ended with a Big notice on the screen…you are blocked. Blocked from this site. ok.
but it's almost dusk and i went down to B to give water. and there were these. I'll give them to Jenny tomorrow. What i am left with tho, at the end of this day, is how they feel.
Walking up the Hill, holding them like this….the Feeling of 5 figs in the palm of my left hand…their weight and weightlessness, their softness, roundness, plumpness, their Figness. Their skin, touching my skin.
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