its peaceful here.
and
meet foosh, before he flew the coop...
for a while, jahren's yellow foosh ball sat on the windowsill of his bedside. it seemed wistful. sitting there with its face all squashed up on the window.(like the mervyns woman in a commercial, years ago saying, *taptap* "open! open!" *taptap*) then again, sometimes it looked as if the foosh was simply admiring itself. who knows? :)
(ah, too many interruptions)
phft, the spontaneity has dimmed into a whiff so off i go.
