The wiggleys

Was working in the balcony - attending to my pot plants. They've grown - beranak pinak since my last socializing with them. I needed to re-pot.

Had earlier decided not be interupted - cancelled/postponed all outside schedule to take my time doing things in-house. It's a peaceful morning.

Engelberg Humperdinck was in the background. Singing along, 'travelled' to those days in almarhum arwah abah's green peugeot 204 PN8342. Quite melekakan, bila sedar - terasa lenguh la pulak. Stretched - sempat danced a few rounds to the music.

Felt good - thought it would be nice if hubby was around. Then again - he could be a pain - who knows? :) while he's not here - i'd savour my peaceful moments.

Bumped into the wiggleys - the earth worms that is - while re-potting. Eeewe! autoreact - fingers genggam, tangan held back, kerekot. Geli is not the word, perhaps - jijik. If it was not for the glove i had on. Cound not imagine a direct contact with these little yulky creatures, despite appreciating the wonders they are doing to the plants. In their dark world - they are making rooms allowing the greens to breathe. Masyaallah! Using my glove - distributed them - making sure each of my pot hosts the wiggleys.

While watching one wiggling patiently into the wet soil, it came to me that one day -jijik or yulky - we would be going into their world.

In their dark world... Some serious thinking there. Life is too short.