dust on my keyboard
The dust on my laptop keyboard is not from disuse. It’s from open windows, breezes, and the cream-colored limestone particles that gather in the cracks and crevices of everything in these hills. You can tell who lives on a dirt road in these parts. Just look at the rear of a “country” car next to a “city” car. The pale dust coats the back end of the country car, making the vehicle look like its’ paint job has faded, blasted by a sun flare.
I like the dust of these hills. I like the constant reminder of where I live, and that it follows me wherever I go.
photo credit: fredthechicken
