Tears of Joy

Posted by Synesthesia on Sunday, March 24, 2013
zen wouldn't stop poking with me with her stupid parasol in the car.
"stop it, serenity, that hurts."
"i'm trying to tickle you, mommy!"
"i don't like being tickled, stop it."
"but i love to hear you laugh."
i cried.

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