The Kiss

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  “Ryabovitch pulled the bed-clothes over his head, curled himself up in bed, and tried to gather together the floating images in his mind and to combine them into one whole. But nothing came of it. He soon fell asleep, and his last thought was that someone had caressed him and made him happy—that something extraordinary, foolish, but joyful and delightful, had come into his life. The thought did not leave him even in his sleep. When he woke up the sensations of oil on his neck and the chill of peppermint about his lips had gone, but joy flooded his heart just as the day before.” The Kiss By Anton Chekhov (1860–1904)

Strange Sounds

A man I once knew often said to take a "Gomer Pyle" view of the world, to keep eyes and ears open for things that should make us say "gollllll-ly". Get fascinated with the world and life! This is a moment that happened while I was working in the yard today. In case you didn't know.

Consider using headphones or earbuds to hear this well.



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