I was sitting in the dark enjoying the morning, and suddenly there was this noise. I couldn’t figure it out. Was someone sneaking up on me? Was there an animal trapped in my attic. It kept knocking and making this sound, and kept moving around. I turned on my flashlight and couldn’t find anything. I sat down in the dark again and kept hearing the sound.
Finally, I was determined to figure out what it was. It turned out to be a giant mouth as big as my thumb, I exaggerate not. And I have a big thumb, trust me. It seem to be wanting to knock against the roof in the corner of the eve of the roof. It was totally disoriented. Eventually I decided that I would take the broom, wave it like a magic wand and help it to escape from the porch and get out into the open air. I turned on my flashlight and fixed it on the moth, thinking that it might be drawn toward the light itself. That didn’t happen. Instead when I targeted the beam on the ceiling, the moth was drawn toward the light on the panels, and so I gradually led it out and to the point where it was able to fly out into the open air and embrace its freedom.
I may not be Harriet Tubman but I certainly hope this month find its way into the freedom of the open sky. A job well done. Thank you. I couldn’t have done it without you.
homo unius libri
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