Dust

     Have you ever noticed the dust around the edges of things you haven’t moved for a while? You do such a great job tidying, and though everything has its place, there’s still a thin layer of dust on shelve corners and bureau tops.

     No matter your cleanliness, dust accumulates. I remember hearing that dust is really just particles of our own skin that settle from the air as we shed them. Do you think that’s true?

     Ashes to ashes, dust to dust.

     It is actually quite comforting to think that after all this, I’ll turn into something so light and so airy that the slightest breeze could just sweep me away. Imagining my dust-body swirling through the wind like the leaves around Pocahontas’ hair sounds like a fate better than most.

     But I don’t want it on my desk right now.