And I'm thinking if this is it, or more aptly, if that was that --> that listless winkie' I've had for 2 hours. Because I'm wide awake, my senses percolating my fingers willing to tap tap tap' as slight purr like breaths of contented slumber emanate from this man beside me. At 4:32 am I hear the slow sure waking of the world; first the birds, then the cicadas, then the sure stirring of my good neighbors.
Stepping out into the morning:
~ So I go out and look at the sky and sip on this mug { "You are special SPECIAL" it says} of caffeine {sugarless} and take in the slight dampness of the air which is a welcome WELCOME from the overbearing summer we are languishing in. I'm thinking, there is THAT party tonight to go to {must -- the compelling niceties because I am mousy shy standing amongst strangers}.
Wondering about the picture:
~ Have I used this photo before? I can't recall but perhaps I've had way back December. Dear to me I remember how I was alone and {Oh' }how festively I dwelled in that particular joie - full alone-ness, jiggy with anticipation that my tribe will walk in round' nine but for the moment to sit in such soft magical sparkles of that December evening with Sinatra {crooning} with a book and with a mug of hot chocolate
{ for the wine will come later: what blissful constitution!}....
Pondering about the home:
~ Let me tell of the home for I have lived in some, each a different character from the other. My present home if it were a person, would be, reserved in nature -- but once reassured, unfolding and embracing in its welcome. It has its moods, one can just feel it.Quite peculiarly, it is a very sensitive space. It is my constant caring and assurance and fussing about that causes it to smile - if I may say. This is a home with a relaxing promise of retreat, of being embraced in peaceful sequestration. Tables and chairs have been rearranged since the photo was taken and a new personality - more convivial seems to be evolving. Still that soothing energy of privacy within privacy emanates.
