Firings of my neurons

[cinnabar_tx]

Late this afternoon, right before time to go home, I was walking through the warehouse facing the dock doors, where the honeygold early-evening sunlight was shooting through a crevice between the doorway and the edge of the trailer backed up to it. Our warehouse, being a busy warehouse, is a fairly dusty place. But this proved to be a good thing

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"...but you are!"

[tn_tiger]

What a great memory! If I recall correctly, stirring up that dust was "creating a galaxy"...or a universe.

Of course, we've done our share of that over the years, anyway.

And still do! =D

*hug*