Because I am never good at beginnings, I write words that never make it from my mind to my mouth. They slither to hide under my tongue, like medicine I pretend to swallow, as I speak words that are mine but never came from me.
Wednesday, October 31, 2012
11 - Tinker's Bells
My mom asked a few for the dogs back at Tacloban, and I think I gave 4 to Adiong for her shitzu pups. I bought an entire set since it was cheaper than just getting one from Caminade. So far, Tinker keeps losing one once a month. *sigh*
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