The days are getting longer, but not quickly. When I ease my car into the driveway after work, the little rabbit (who always scampers ahead of my headlights) scampers ahead of my headlights. I reassure him that I am only coming home; I mean him no harm. Yes, I remind a rabbit I am harmless and it feels good to remind him of this. He does not turn back, however, and whether this is for his own safety or so I can better admire him as he darts away, I remain unsure.
Thoughts on E.B., E.C., and the power of small gestures
I think you might just inspire me to write in my journal again or pen daily haikus.