Find the prompt here:
https://peakd.com/hive-161155/@daily.prompt/10-january-2025-mariannewests-freewrite-writing-prompt-day-2613-a-purple-spotted-apple
A purple spotted apple--what's that? Is that a real thing, or an imaginary thing, or both? I've never seen a purple spotted apple. I keep wanting to say purple spotted owl. I guess because a spotted apple, I mean owl, is a real thing. What is real? If we can imagine it, isn't that real enough? What is reality? So many people have lost their homes in Los Angeles in the past four days. Thousands. Thousands of real, physical homes, gone. All their belongings. We have so many belongings and it feels so impossible to think of parting with certain things, even though I never even look at certain things, because I don't trust that others would appreciate those things in the way that I do. But isn't that an example of me living in a fear-based way rather than a trust-based way? I believe I should live in a trust-based way, yet I don't put it into practice when it comes to my sentimental belongings. I don't trust. And I do fear that what is somewhat treasure to me, would wind up in a landfill if I let it go. And that's where it may wind up someday, anyway, I can't prevent that. Perhaps I can find a way to use these things in my lifetime. Man, one of the snippets of news I heard yesterday was about the bunny museum in Altadena burning down. I had never even heard of the bunny museum before, but it sounds like it was a cute quirky place with all things bunny related. The man said he and his wife had built it gradually over the course of 40 years. It was their art project, gone in flames.
So much that isn't financially quantifiable has been lost.
https://www.thebunnymuseum.com/
30 years, not 40.