Somethings are without question what I would call filamentary, meaning that without them life would seem much more dark. But sometimes the things that are illuminating can prove too bright. Some things are best left in the shadows, while others linger there waiting to pounce. An unexpected cat materializing from behind a banister, a rattlesnake in plastic trash can. Not the kind that reads “NO HOT ASH” but more of the household variety. Which explains the selection of lightbulbs varying not only in shape and size but wattage. Not everyone wants fluorescent, sometimes even incandescent betrays too much.
Not sure how I got here, but it’s not the first time. Definitely won’t be the last, unless some unforeseen event occurs, as so often happens…. Maybe it was the chocolate? The wine? Maybe both? Through the gash between the … Continue reading