a sappy though necessarily cryptic interlude

For a little while, there were bluebirds and light-heartedness and effortless weight loss and warm fuzzy glowing etc, but that was all a bit silly, really, and what was I thinking and so on. Still. I'm glad to have had it, misguided or not.

And things are different now, but still, every so very often, there blooms a little unexpected bit of clever sweetness, stops me in my tracks, slides me to the floor.

And I'm so grateful, for that. For you.