In a Station of the Metro

The apparition of these faces in the crowd;
Petals on a wet, black bough.

-Ezra Pound

they finally came! WOOT!!

he didn’t bite. he didn’t scratch. he just sat and let me pull and pinch and snip. eventually he got fidgety, but he never got mean. he is the sweetest little creature i have met in a very long time.

apologies for yesterday’s lack of lovely, there were some minor kinks that needed to be worked out. i hope you’ll find it was worth the wait.

without further ado, i give you today’s daily dose of happiness and zen.

through any open window in my apartment (and sometimes with the windows closed, on quiet nights) i can hear the bells of the train, chiming its arrival. as an added bonus, my mother can here those same bells when the train passes by her house, a couple of stations away. they always make us both smile.

today, i got to spend time with a couple of sweet friends, one of whom i hadn’t seen in quite a while. we went and saw a movie, and had the whole theatre to ourselves. the movie was good, and we were happy.

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these are melted bottles my family got for me. the smaller clear one is from turkey, it is a very old soda bottle from my favorite kind of turkish soda. the big one is a wine bottle that my father found at a garage sale, and thought i’d like. i love them.

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