lost in translation
There is a piece of me that I did not bring along today. Something - an essence, if you will - that I left between the cushions and sweaty, green sheets. I'm sure that it will be waiting for me when I get home. It will greet me, tail wagging, at the door so much like a lost puppy. And although it will be happy to see me return, I will be forlorn. I will scold it's antics and for leaving piddle on the floor.
posted by taliendo at
2:45 PM
2 Comments:
The talent of "Sheer Balance" often leaves a piece of us behind. The only difference.....mine is house broken!
thanks for sharing this. the image is sad and familiar.
peace,
zayne
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