Thursday, April 19, 2018

19 toward the Omer

hod shebtiferet

Sometimes, the chair falls out from under you, and sometimes, someone pulls the chair out from under someone else,

and you watch, and sometimes, the person didn't mean to, and they apologize, and sometimes, it's no big deal,

and sometimes it's a big deal. Sometimes goodbyes are hard. Sometimes goodbyes are built out of Legos, or slime,

or earrings that you don't have holes for, and sometimes goodbyes are returned earrings. Sometimes, goodbyes are a chair

pulled out from under you. Sometimes they didn't mean to, and they apologize, and sometimes, it's no big deal,

and sometimes it's a big deal. Sometimes goodbyes are a chair made of Legos, or slime, or earrings you

just don't have holes for anymore. Sometimes, someone pulls the chair out from under someone else, and you watch,

and you didn't mean to. Sometimes, the chair falls out from under you, and you, built of chairs, apologize.

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