...a butterfly flew out of my left hand. i don't know how that happened, either.
i was holding a couple of bills and two bars of chocolate; i opened my palm to transfer the bills to my right hand when a rather large butterfly -- black wings with green spots -- seemingly flew out of my palm, circled a couple of aisles and landed on a candy rack near me. then it took off again and i lost track of where it went.
it was just a fancy coincidence, of course, and there wouldn't be a way a delicate insect will fit in my palm without getting crushed. but i still couldn't figure out how it came out from somewhere near my hand.
it didn't really matter. it was a magical thing and for a moment the world was made more beautiful.
on the other hand, the green on my nails are now chipping away.
3 comments:
wow
a magical reminder that you need to go back to the salon. =P
whew, that kinda sounded like one of the drugged unicorns speaking with charlie...
yeah, i ought to have my nails cleaned again.
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