A Red Mug

A Red Mug

I ask him for a cup. He smiles as he hands me a mug. A red mug, at that! For a moment, for just a few seconds, I pause. I slow down.  I reflect. A cup, not a mug. I am given something other than what I ask for, what I expect, what I assume is right for me. In the...
The Busy Mind

The Busy Mind

I am so busy today! The thoughts in my mind spin like a pinwheel, rotating from thought to thought. Thoughts full of intersecting stories of what to do, where to be, who to meet.  I can barely see, let alone think. I am feeling busy. I am lost in a blur of shifting...

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