PG-Rated Tactile Sensations I Love

Tearing along perforated lines
Popping bubble wrap

Warm-air hand dryers (especially the ridiculously powerful ones)
Pop rocks
Smashing ice with a stick or rock

Tends to fill up my soul

A little hand reaching out to grasp whatever it can

Finds my face and a smile

Tends to fill up my soul

A little eye struggling against sleep to open wide
Finds both of mine

Tends to fill up my soul

A little voice grunting and singing in pathetic and beautiful tones
Finds my ears and my heart

Tends to fill up my soul
Tends to fill up my soul
Tends to fill up my soul

I hate waste

I have known for a long time that I hate waste.  It's part of why I am such a vulture when it comes to eating with other people.  Partly, I love food.  Partly, because I hate waste.  I would rather eat it even if I don't particularly care for it and even if I am already uncomfortably full, RATHER than see it go to waste.  So, it always amazes me when I see people that don't mind waste.  So, I want to apologize to people that I have made feel guilty because I am OCD about not wasting.  Particularly, Carrie.