almost a full blink

this morning i remembered what it felt like when i was a child. just a fleeting, dreamy moment. it happened while i was pulling laundry out of the washer into the basket to go on the line. the smell of peppermint (i'd made a new batch of laundry soap earlier). the warm damp clothes. dishes drying on the counter. i felt small in a good way. not a care. hiding from my brother behind mom's legs. the morning unrushed... time wasn't invented yet. tag - you're it. monsters with horns and six arms and googly eyes waiting in the corners. fishing for alligators off the bed. snapping the ends off of beans. spinning in the grass. yankee doodle...

...and then it was gone.