Tag: domestic
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The Wind that Followed Me Home
A small wind followed me home today.Not a storm,not even a breeze;just a curious little draftwith leaves in its hairand the smell of faraway hillsclinging to its coat. It tugged at my sleevelike a child wanting attention,nudging me toward puddles,toward dandelions,toward things I’d forgottenwere worth noticing. When I boiled the kettle,it sat on the counterand…
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The Thought I Lost On the Way to the Kettle
I had a thought worth keeping,sharp enough to write down,but somewhere between standing upand deciding I deserved a cup of teait slipped out a side door in my mind.By the time the kettle clicked on,all I could rememberwas that it had felt importantin the way small things sometimes dobefore steam and habitcarry them off.