Wednesday, December 21, 2005
sleepy musings
I’ve cocooned myself into my solitude, wrapped snugly in my comforter with its silken cotton feel, sinking into the warm spongy depths of my cupcake mattress and pillows. The airconditioning is cold, but that makes the bed more inviting and it drips of sleep and dreams. Afternoon light walks past my window; the blinds shut the rushing world out. The watery dusty sunlight dare not even venture past my green blinds, and I’m immersed in a pale half-light. I’m alone, and I’m waiting.
Time for lunch. Time to get up.
the poet ♥
10:38 PM
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