I should quit this habit. Andrea told me to my face that she thinks it's dirty. You wouldn't imagine me to be the kind of person to collect these things. I don't know a single other person who does, but thankfully, my husband understands the fetish and plays along. I have read on the internet about people like me, and sometimes when I'm alone I sit around in the afternoon and google images.
It happened again today on my walk home. I saw one by the sidewalk.
That's right.
I had to pick it up and bring it home.
Wash it off and save it in a bowl.
Last night I dreamed I had a beautiful blue bottle cap with white writing. Lots of white writing. More than one would expect on a bottle cap.
The Barefoot Peace of Ash Wednesday
1 year ago
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