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Day five

Today I saw album cover after album cover, giving into my Pandora addiction. Unable to stop giving the thumbs up or thumbs down. Hoping to hear the song I truly want to listen to.

Yesterday I saw an old friend sitting at the dinner table. She is comfortable she feels like family… Like home.

It sounded like the familiar ring of her telephone or the echo of her laugh.

If you lived inside of me you would see someone who wants to cherish every moment. I am afraid that I will forget something significant and important. I memorize faces, sounds and the movements of people that feel like they belong to me and no one else.

The most beautiful, terrible thing is the unfinished project that lies on my bed. The beauty is in the initial effort. What is terrible is the wasted potential to do something more constructive than what I am.

The five things I saw that no one else saw

1.    The handpick them might actually be on a Pat Benatar album cover.
2.    The stains on the underside of the quilt my grandmother made me. It looks like someone spilled coffee or tea on it. I may never know who the culprit is.
3.    The fact that my collection of Harry Potter books is out of order. I tried to read them over again last year but was unsuccessful.
4.    The jar of colored pencils that sits on my desk with way too many reds and oranges. I have no idea how that happened.

5.    The single chocolate chip that always lands on the bathroom floor after I've finished eating a granola bar.

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