Status Updates From Rumi and the Red Handbag

Attached like a burr to my sticky notes about Ingrid-Simone's ice cream cone breakfasts, there was another note I wrote, though it may not have been written on the same day. I don't know when it was written and it doesn't matter, because it was a train of thought that constantly struck me when I was in her presence. The fact of her openness.

Oh! How I adore this book!

Oh, Ingrid-Simone! What a kindred spirit I have found in you!

When Ingrid-Simone said the word 'weird', it was as though she were handing out the highest of compliments, she said it with such awe, with so much air before the w.