#touching pages

[infp-moods]

Somedays I sit down and open my old dictionary.

I leaf through the pages,

awash with the nostalgia of my childhood scribbles,

and savour the feeling of:

the pages - crackling from recent unuse,

the words - methodically scribed,

the covers - worn from dear love of yester years.

I divine a word

and let the providence guide me.