
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