Tuesday, February 13, 2018

44/365 Objects: Dimes

People find pennies. For three months last fall I found dimes. Unlikely dimes in places where it didn't make sense. I decided to take them the right way. They were a message: Bridgett, you're a dime. Someone cosmically loving me.43 just when I felt the least lovable, the least like a ten. I needed them. They live in a cup on my dresser.