Staples,
stapler,
plastic mouth guard against nighttime teeth grinding,
focus,
good pens.
The busy elbow, while sipping a hot drink (the buoyant fellows rise unnoticed towards the ceiling).
My plumb line–metaphysically speaking,
passport photos,
the occasional chakra,
lighters, matches, etc.,
dreams and notes on dreams.
Mobile phone, while talking on it, oddly enough.
Courage,
new year’s resolutions,
self-worth,
my temper.
House keys. Only joking; I’m not a barbarian.
The matching sock,
joie de vivre,
reading glasses.
Dog’s vaccination records,
my vaccination records,
a sense of humor.
Patience, with myself.
Subtlety,
spatulas,
instruction manuals,
my point.
Spatulas? Really? The shame…
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I couldn’t bring myself to mention the whisks…
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So many things lost, misplaced…and so much more found. I loved your take in this list, especially mentioning, “matching sock…sense of humor…patience with myself.” An all too common occurrence I can sympathize with.
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Haha, enjoyed it through and through…… Although, I can’t help picture quite a bit of myself in that….. Highly relatable…. Nice.
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