Monday, January 16, 2012

Sunday morning

It's been weird times over here in the yellow house. Too much time to think, not enough time to think. But Sunday was just right. No thinking - just tea, mooching with the dog, lunching with friends and then not much else. Heater on in summer and big dreams on the couch while the dog had running dreams on the floor...his little legs all kicking between snores. I've been chasing birds, and chasing smiles, but found them both on a quiet Sunday.

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