Friday, May 10, 2019

having a high pitched, drawn out, unpleasant sound




It is like that time when we made that left turn into the woods and discovered the color blue. Blue on the rocks, in the stream, the drops of water in the air lifting. A glistening blue in nature.

"I need my camera."

He looked back at me, smiled, and shook his head.

"It's just that you can't capture that color blue with the phone. I need my camera."

Proof that I'm whiny.



Today I am grateful for those people who do what I complain can't be done.



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