Wade asked me if I was experiencing the "hangover" associated with stepping back into life after an extended travel/visit/guest/disappearance. I had never thought about it in those terms.
I was.
I am.
It's wonderful.
It's disorienting.
The scents I catch upon my clothes are exquisite.
be well; be loved,
k.
Envelope in my mailbox today. A handwritten note (appreciated).
Case summary: Same obsessions; different pet. Nothing changes other than the delusions of her mind with the phase of the moon.
Report to follow, albeit a predictable read.
- P.
[Image credit: Maxime Ballestero DTSM SS2016 via Tissue Magazine]
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