I burn candles and
incense. Maintain silence. Find
myself in nothing.
Alone time
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I burn candles and
incense. Maintain silence. Find
myself in nothing.
I burn candles and
incense. Maintain silence. Find
myself in nothing.
White has many shades.
Shadow blue, sunlit gold, grey
of approaching storm.
To eat or not to
eat? My stomach says yes, my
hips scream don’t you dare.
Silence erases
thoughts and stress like dry markers
wiped clean from white boards.
I really should start
dinner. But husband’s gone, so
I’ll just blog and starve.
Busy is when you
sit down to watch a movie
and you fall asleep.
Too many carbs. Need
tea, coffee, power drink. No
rest for the weary.
Cup of coffee gets
you free wireless. Suburban
pretty people lunch.
Why does burrowing
under thick down comforters
bring such sheer delight?
Idea of early
to bed rare as a rainbow
and just as fleeting.