white dots

June 28, 2011

There are white dots everywhere. They are small and cool. They sit with me in the bathtub and wiggle like little eebies. They have a rather soft surface and can be squeezed to a line shape. They are a little bit like fish, really.


Why does everything have to make sense? Idleness, procrastination or nonsense are ideas worthy to pursue. Combining a fish comment to Take That, raising an eyebrow to a squirrel or gnawing on a simmering oat flake are treasures hard to come by. Especially when the weather outside is just cool enough to keep one’s spaces in between the chair and the feet dry.


Today we shall celebrate Tau Day. And life in common.


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