still not tired. my good old hobby/habit (hobbit): writing.
i miss my honey. the other day i was thinking about how i didn't want a seemingly perfect thing that would never be mine but a lovingly flawed thing, that was mine.
and i have it.
and it's hard work to maintain it.
anyway, good night. time for me to tidy up the kitchen and start reading.
This blog holds my inner conversations. It's that gentle push to blink open your eyes and get going. Think earthly possessions or a simple recipe. Think coffee. This is a blog pulling the lurex threads in an otherwise ordinary piece of fabric.
Thursday, February 21, 2008
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