I have been eating words lately. Lots of them. Why am I so hungry? The best ones, when strung together, wrap around my mind like a big blanket. Like my daughter's little arms clenched around my neck and her lavender hair tucked under my nose. Like my husband's softest sweatshirt when my face is pressed against his chest.
The longing is real and big. Luckily I have found lots of good words to read. What else is out there that I have missed?
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