Well today, I did something different. Yes, there was something I needed to remember, and yes, I wrote it in my calendar, but I also drew a picture on my hand. Something vague. Something only I could guess at. But as things would turn out, I have really enjoyed having that little picture on my hand today. I'd glance down and see it smiling back at me, and I'd smile right back at it. It's simple, it's tiny, and it's just there.
It reminds me of a camp song, and I, of course, am going to include the lyrics here... :)
I have a daisy on my toe.
It is not real; it does not grow.
It's just a tattoo of a flower... so I look good taking a shower.
It's on the middle toe of my left foot.
It has no stem, it has no root.
...Why not? 'Cause that wouldn't look good.
I have a daisy on my toe. My right foot loves my left foot so.
Mwah!
I actually really like to idea of a daisy tattoo on the middle toe of my left foot, but I don't want it to feel like it's competing with the freckle on the fourth toe of my right foot...
I don't need my feet developing complexes or anything like that. They're too cute!
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