I’m on my way back from lunch and wander by the ‘newish’ bathrooms when the sign grabs my attention
It might be the cleverly designed graphic down below, keen outline of a mop, bucket, some cloths adorning
Or it could be just the way the sign itself is worded
Notice
it says
Cleaning Supplies
Affixed neatly, 2/3 of the way up the door, its black-and-white lines contrast with the orange, brightly colored door.
Behind the door, I predict, is a wide array of handy tools, set up for Tet cleaning. Perhaps hung on the wall, maybe laid out to dry.
At this time of year, there’s a lot of prep, high value attached to neatness, tidiness, cleanliness.
All, on these godly days, next to kitchen godliness.
So, I do.
take notice
of the sign, and its location.
But am left wondering
What is important to notice?
How often do we stop
And see
Truly, see.
So, I stop myself. And with mischievous grin, gently push the door open. It turns with a creak
And I find
An empty, albeit meticulously clean, space.
“How often do we stop
And see
Truly, see.”
You capture the spirit of March so well in this slice.
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I’m really glad you opened that door. I needed you to, you kept me waiting. The find did not disappoint. You told the story well.
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Your slice tells us something about predictions. Are our predictions always right? Could the room be waiting for it’s contents? We have many questions after reading your slice.
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