Nested In
Tuesday, January 22, 2008
My, what a day it has been. Or rather, a day that became night that again became day, and is this still me, now hours past dinner, at my lonely desk, in my chilly room, banging away at client work? I am aware that we have had a full moon and that the small fringe of ice on my car outside has not (in three days) melted and that my son went off at daybreak and took mid-term exams and then returned (I hear him now, in the kitchen, crunching on something magnificently calorific). I believe I've seen the laundry sprawled upstairs, across my bedroom floor. I'm not sure, but chances are I'll wake tomorrow and find that I am fresh out of mascara.
I'm miles from being close to done with what I've promised my clients I will do. Let's face it: I'm weeks away. I'm thinking it's time to curl up beneath a bright, winter sky and let some of the world pass me by.
Oh to be nested in with nothing much, if only for a little while.
Let me tell you something, let me no more delay: Those of you who write the exquisite things you write, in the blog right here? You have no idea how you fortify.
1 comments:
It is you, dear Beth, who fortify others as well. I hope you know how much your beautiful words give. Your photos are a gorgeous icing on the cake.
I have a little something for you on my blog. Please stop by and pick it up.
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