here's to opening and upward, to leaf and to sap
and to your(in my arms flowering so new)
self whose eyes smell of the sound of rain
-e. e. cummings
Sunday, February 20, 2005
Tonight I noticed the name of our washing machine: The Neuro Fuzzy. That made me laugh, the name perfectly reflects my mental state on most occasions. Now whenever I'm feeling befuddled, I'll have a name to match - "I'm feeling a bit neuro-fuzzy."
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