Bee, leave me. Now!
Fine, sting me. I accept that it’ll hurt, but I’ll live and you’ll die. Unless I’m allergic. I don’t suppose that I am. But, uh, maybe let’s just … WHAT’S THAT OVER THERE?! (I’m making a beeline out of … ow!)
“You can never run away. Not ever. The only way out is in.” ~ The Brief Wondrous Life of Oscar Wao by Junot Diaz
Thoughts, Tuesday, April 12th, 2022

Museums – do you ever read those tiny notecards next to each piece of art?
I don’t think a lot of people do. That’s why they’re so lenient with the details, such as …
“Most likely.”
“Probably.”
“Most Certainly.”
“Almost Certainly.”
“We Think.”
“Could have been.”
“Who knows?”
So vague. Who gets that job?
Interviewing a candidate for the museum artifact facts and/or guesses position …
“Can you just do a little research – not a lot – just a little – for all these things that we’re collecting for people to learn about?
Just get an idea of what each piece is about – don’t kill yourself over the particulars. Just make sure you’re in the ballpark with as many of the ‘facts’ as you can be – then fill in the rest with ‘we believe, we think, maybe, we’ve heard, could have happened, a friend told us, a friend of a friend told us, or whatever you feel sort of or could have maybe happened and in a misty time frame’ … you know, filler facts.”

People generally see what they look for, and hear what they listen for.” ~ To Kill A Mockingbird by Harper Lee

Love bites. Nah, but bees do.
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You are correct. Love is amazing. Bees bite. Love your stuff!
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Thanks, Vaughn! ❤
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