An average human has eight thousand thoughts a day
The thought of that much thinking
Makes me want to be a sea otter munching on crab
It’s a fact: sea otters eat 25 percent of their body weight daily
They even make tools, sharpen rocks to break open hard-shelled prey
A lot of thought must go into that
My husband is an over-thinker
I remember one time in Port Angeles we watched the sea otters
There’s no way to fact-check this
Or that we ate burritos by the shore
And talked about how good the guacamole was
But also shared things we’d never shared before
Or that I kept looking at the babies so cozy
On their mothers’ bellies and they made
Me feel peaceful, like when you put your
Arms around me and I held the nape of your neck
You don’t have a middle name
I forget whenever I fill out paperwork
Like that summer morning when I signed my name
And saw yours, a million thoughts surmising
You told me that a group of sea otters
Are called a raft, so here we are floating
