Michele Feltman Strider on Nostr: You hunt around for your new candle. Soon, the scent of tobacco and leather fills the ...

You hunt around for your new candle. Soon, the scent of tobacco and leather fills the room. You expected vanilla.

You go to the bedroom and set your candle and hat on the nightstand.

You pick up a moleskine notebook and gel fountain pen. "Mindful people journal," you tell yourself.

Outside, a firecracker pops. Darn kids.

A voice shouts, "Hang 'em high." Must be power company linemen.

Folks with flaming torches pass by your window.

You peer out onto the moonlit front yard.

There's a horse.