Dirt.
My latest obsession.
Do I like dirt? Admire it? Long to roll around it?
No.
But there’s hot hanky-panky going down between my OCD and a bag of potting mix.
Seriously.
I can’t pry the pair apart.
Why?
Who knows?
At least now I know why my OCD gremlin always has dirt under his nails.
Until tomorrow…
Chloe
