Out of place.

The one knick-knack that doesn’t belong no matter how you squint your eyes and tilt your head.

Finally, into the drawer with the old phone chargers it goes.

Or I go.

Yeah, I’ve felt rather knick-knack-ish all day. Thought it better not to post until I picked the drawer dust out of my teeth.

So, here I am!

Late and as out of place as ever.

Back to hacking up lint.

Until Friday (travel day tomorrow)…

Chloe