a moth (and a few other things)

Late last month, my debit card declined at the gas station. When I walked out, I saw a luna moth resting on a poster in the window. Boo to being broke, yay to big pretty moths. The bookstore that has been a third space for me for the past few years has temporarily closed. Life feels a little (or maybe a lot) lonelier since then. I'm still waiting —flippers crossed— for them to announce that…