Hungry Caterpillar
Today was hungry. My body was constantly craving food, of which I had my fill. My eyes are red with pollen and my arms covered in bumpy hives in result of the flying greenery that I chopped with the weed wacker today. We were stopped by an enormous cloud carring hail and strong winds. Even despite the torrents of weather I am peaceful. I rest easy.
Days are great when you make the most of it. Physica labor really makes me proud. I have not shaved in a week and yet only the right side of my face is speckled with soft hairs. I have been reminded of the fact that the right side of my body is the giving or masculine side and the left is the receiving or feminine side. It’s great paying attention to the small things that I overlooked while at home.
9 pm: The sun has set and brought a light dew to cover our freshly laundered clothes hanging on the line outside. A little dew can’t hurt. I can see the mist roll over the hills, sneaking closer th the ground as it moves in slow motion. I look forward to sleep daily and I anxiously dream of the morning wakening. The fire flies dance and flicker more strongly that I’ve noticed before. Ever night it feels like a grand light show made specifically to twinkle for me. The combination of the heavy storm , the Benedryl and Triplets of Belleville made me drift off into a late evening nap in an old creaky rocking chair. I’m ready to eat!
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