And the contents of the bottle:

The two slips of paper are fortune cookie fortunes: “He who knows when enough is enough will not encounter misfortune.” “Man who drive like hell bound to get there.”

There were also tiny parrot erasers and a phone-shaped eraser, a silver bell, a ball, as well as a birthday candle, fuzzy worm, lizard, pinwheel, paper umbrella, heart, i ching coin, confetti, and tinsel. Fodder for collages!

I am bone-tired and mentally drained. So much is happening, so much I’d like to write about but don’t have energy or time for. I need to carve a niche once a week for writing posts that have some substance. Eventually I’ve find my groove.