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[afufle]

I threw out some old stuff this weekend, there seemed to be these odd little mites in it that get in anything that was out in the barn. One box held a love poem in it, written to no one in particular. I'm thinking twice now, wonder if I should fish it out of the garbage before monday, put it in a plastic bag, and try to figure out a way to kill whatever is on it. I don't have any money right now for chemical remedies.

But I need to get rid of stuff. I thought this was expendable, but looking back, I have found a few important things expendable, and regretted it. But who hasn't, I guess.

I just saw someone post their poetry and it reminded me of it. I was a little freaked out by the loneliness of it, the determination to find someone who didn't want me either. I didn't know how commitment shy I was, or how cold. Wow, I'm a chilly doll.

Comments

[angelspensieve.livejournal.com]

Dig it out put it in a plastic bag and put it in the freezer. That should kill any bugs. Well in theory it should.

[afufle.livejournal.com]

That's a good idea--at the bottom of the basement freezer, it's probably even colder than the kitchen one. :D

[afufle.livejournal.com]

:D It's in a bag in the freezer now. They do seem to live through our winter in the barn though. I hope the freezer is colder. Thanks.