I have been conspired against

"Time Is Like Water", sterling silver & tourmalinated quartz, by Elise Mattheson.
I fell in love with the necklace when I first saw it. Passionately. But it was expensive. Even for an Elisian necklace, it was expensive. I've done a little temp work this summer, but that's it, and poor does not adequately cover the state of my finances. Impoverished comes closer. I was eaten up with crazy passion for the necklace, tried to conceive of insane schemes or long-term loans that would enable me to buy it. I began being a pest, where all of my interactions with
Tonight, after dinner,
It's been a bit of a trudge, just recently. No disasters, but I haven't been very "up". Tonight, I've been sitting here in my bed with the necklace on (I'll take it off when I have to lie down) thinking, "Wow, people love me. Wow." Just wow.
When I fell in love with the necklace originally, I noticed that its name was five syllables. I played around with a lot of haiku using "Time is like water" as the first line. I threw most of it out, but I did develop a clear image in my head of what I wanted to say. Tonight, as I typed out thank you emails, the haiku shook itself out and I realized that "Time is like Water" was the third line, not the first. It's not a very good haiku, but I'll share it with you.
sudden mirrors in the sun.
Time is like water.
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But I'd heard there was conspiracy afoot with "Time Is Like Water," and I'm just tickled that you turned out to be its person. Such a fine, fine piece, and not the sort of thing just anyone can wear.
It looks wonderful on you.
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K.
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Which is hilarious, because I was trying to fib to you, and it turned out to be the absolute truth.
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