Thursday, July 16, 2009

Just Outside

the window there was a garden, with several people working in it. They were talking softly, words indistinguishable but their tone filled with happiness . Inside stretched out on the bed, my hands feeling the seams of each fabric square of the quilt and the coolness of the air coming through the window, I drifted off to sleep. Content to be doing nothing but what was very very satisfying.


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