I am grateful for having ‘stuff’ in my life. Like leftovers, excess, odds-and-ends and scraps-and-bits. Most of our ‘perfect’ toys and things weren’t bought Perfect. We get such a kick out of creating and inventing new things from old.
I once rode a unicorn all the way past Jupiter
But when I returned
I found myself sleeping
In a warm bed next to the fireplace
At a lodge in Nairobi.
It felt so much like a dream.
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