*yawn* And a story from the Arabian Nights

I am endeavoring to convince my body that it wants to go to Home Depot. I remind it how much it enjoys looking at the plants in the garden section & rooting through the hardware giraffes, but it keeps whining that it's tired and threatening internal rebellion every time I reach for the phone to call the taxi. Possibly uprooting trees yesterday used up my reserves.

( In hopes I'll talk my nerves into behaving. Warning: Spoilers for Sindbad and Other Stories from the Arabian Nights' translated by Hussain Haddawy. )

Explicit gay poetry from the Arabian Nights.

Bits taken from Qamar's story, mentioned in the previous post.

I really have given up on going out today. My body just don't wanna.

( They don't write 'em like this anymore )

Stumps, Dung beetle, Mating butterflies

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