We saw this praying mantis tonight. She must have been seven inches long, and had crawled

I'm tired of being sad. I'm trying not to be anymore. It's going to take me a little while longer though. Bear with me, please.
Some people have disappointed me lately. Now, I know I'm not supposed to step up unreasonable expectations for others, but sometimes a let-down is justifiable. And yes, by the way, I'm on the top of this list too.
I really miss ice skating. I was never great at it, but I was adequate for someone who started in middle age. I feel young and nimble on the ice, even if I'm not quite either. I'm sure there are draft horses that dream of flying too.
Nothing smells better than fresh sliced ginger, with the possible exceptions of sesame oil warming slowly in a pan, or that spot beneath the ear of a sleeping loved one.
Isn't it funny how years later certain songs and moments can trigger a memory that has lain dormant? Startling, sometimes.
I dream in black and white these days, if even I dream at all...
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