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Late morning. Sounds of others long awake.
Mendelssohn, Steinway upright. Putting melancholy into music.
Red umbrella, grey jacket, blue jeans. Wandering by yourself in the rain.
Hot tea, C.S. Lewis. Sprawled on the carpet and reading.
Oversized grey sweatshirt. Philosophical discussions till 3.
Darkness, raindrops, an old quilt. Effortless sleep.
*poetry by lack of better definition.
Comments
It sounds very comfortable
It sounds very comfortable and homey. I would love to be part of that.
"I always wonder why birds stay in the same place when they can fly anywhere on the earth. Then I ask myself the same question." - Harun Yahya
Thanks!
Thanks!
:)
I love it! It's so very lovely and homey. I have read all of your writings and I just want to let you know that you have a gift for writing. I especially love your short but meaniful and honest essays and your captivating chapter stories. I wish you would post more here...you haven't for a year, you know. But maybe you're really busy?
"It is not the length of life, but the depth of life." Ralph Waldo Emerson
Love it :)
Love it :)
"You were not meant to fit into a shallow box built by someone else." -J. Raymond