Monday, January 21, 2013

crumbs

on the floor.

Haven't had dried food crumbs on the floor for many years. How many? Oh, 13 or so. For this and many other reasons I miss Fluffernutter.

I talk to the plants now. I don't go outside at night to gaze at the stars and marvel at the temperature. When I look up from my work, no one returns my gaze. I walk alone. For these, and many other reasons, I miss you, Fluff.