Sometimes I let my emotions get the best of me and it can be so much fun to be the Belle of my own little pity party; but things don't always stay down and dirty even when you start to like it that way. Right now, I'd say, things are looking up.
Sunday, January 27, 2013
a Sunday afternoon Small Stone
a belly full, a comfy couch, a cozy throw. Johnny Cash playing softly, not enough to distract, just enough to soothe. The rain returns. I will try and finish another chapter before I am lulled to sleep.
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