watering can at the ceremony of innocence: full text of a story I recounted to OhHonestly in 14 ask-box notes
Let me tell you a true story:
Some months ago, I endeavored to make soup. Soup is generally made in the kitchen, which in my case is a small, narrow room with an antiquated system of clotheslines running out from a no-longer-particularly-functional spring-loaded retraction fixture above the…
I am reblogging this, because Melanie is one of my favorite people and it gave me a laugh.