Clap — awkwardly — at something that no one else clapped at? I don’t know. The “most spontaneous” phrase reads a lot like “most dead,” “most unique,” or even “most perfect” to me.
If the question aims for something at the intersection of major life events and spontaneity, it’s more likely to yield romantic revisionism than truth. Being truly spontaneous at scale is a hard way to live if you’re not a hermit or a crazy sage.
flag rolls and snaps
as wind whips over
a once stately fort.
Is “self-care” first-aid done when there’s no one else around? If so, persistent bleeding and fevers above 103 degrees are given privileged positions on my to-do list.
two flowers
-- side-by-side -- neither
outgrows its neighbor
My bar for a place to feel like home is that I don’t have to think every time about where I will eat or do my laundry. So, I’ve had this a number of times in a number of countries in which I had access to a kitchen(ette) and a washing machine.
Simplifying… and juggling.
