like wonder woman’s hair.

This morning I found a crow feather. Or at least a very large, black until it’s blue feather.

I am amassing quite a feather collection. Tonight I was adding the recent finds to the rest, arranging feathers in nests instead of flowers in frogs.

This evening I went to student stores before class to buy a snack. An older, professorial man was telling one of the cashiers an anecdote, the end of which went “he referred to it as a heedless sufficiency.”

Cashier: “A what?”

Man: “A heedless sufficiency.”

Cashier: “Is that one or two words?”

Me: LOL

Class went well, but we are already a little behind, I think. I’d open the spreadsheet and check, but an invisible icepick is being driven through my right eye and out my temple, with hot streaks radiating down my jaw and neck into my shoulder.