I shall be receiving a visitation from my mother today and find myself terribly excited. She's not visited our little home yet, not since I moved here over a year ago. I bought some new purple pillow cases just for her (though I dreamed last night that I had hundreds of old ones, which for some reason made me anxious) and I know I had better go out and buy some bread. She is Croatian. She needs bread.
I also notice that of late I keep writing 'my elf' instead of 'myself'. I like this. I think myself is possibly the same as my inner elf.
Excitement bubbles up and over.
the random ponderings of an ordinary person
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Lovely to see your thoughts.