I’ll mention that the crinkling noise erupting from a corner of my condo has me somewhat surprised.
Loud and static and crowd-attracting, the sound — ever present and building in anticipation — blinds my ability to deduce a coherent (or original) thought. Thus this post…
It is not an animal or insect or any other repellent creature affecting me.
It is a delightful child running amok, rubbing a once-crisp white sheet of printing paper over his head violently and in a wicked enchanting method as to distract me from a most important (though not as important as his) mission: this post.
Naturally, I ask you to bear with me. Naturally.