I think it's a carry over from the olden days when I frequently had my hands in some computer's chassis. That's the best I can recon for why I'll touch most every bit of metal I'll pass while my feet are touching carpet. Cabinets, light switch plates, doors and their jams, exposed metal corners, all get a gentle stroke of an index finger as I walk by.
Or maybe, I'm just crazy.
A random note in my random notes for my random blog for random thoughts for
puppies for cats for for lizard for Apple pie for space cadets for rain for
sleet for the Canadian rapper, Snow…
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I have 1 million notes in my head and 1 million other notes from other
people Kept in the place where my bathing suit covers. I’m sitting on a
tiny litt...
2 weeks ago

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