Today I sat down to write an entry in my blogging page. Jaws smiled softly in my direction, a gentle act of recognition on the part of a fish I have kept in a small tank for nearly two years. The bond I have developed with this yellow denizen of the water goes beyond the usual camaraderie betwixt woman and fish. I feel as though sometimes Jaws can read my thoughts. His reactions to my moods and emotions betray a far greater intelligence than most perscribe to his species.
I am wearing my pink sunglasses as I type this. A phone vibrates in my pocket, and I am called away from this reminiscence to answer the pleas of friends. Later days, bucko.
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