The light winds down early in the months near the beginning of the year… The day feels soft, pliable, gentle at the moment, the kind of time when the moments come and go with your breathing and your eyes move softly with every slow blink. It’s a tranquil thing, like a low chord plucked and held without a rush to halt the sound. Time for sinking into a surrounding chair, time for sipping something warm, time for thoughtful glances exchanged just beneath the surface of conversation. My head rests in my palm, elbow on the desk, and I let my eyes drift out of focus, conjuring whole moments in my mind without regard for fluency between daydreams…
It’s a Friday afternoon. Just an hour or so before I head home. Let’s get a few things done in the meantime… :o)
beautiful…
good luck with the job thing… and the wife thing…
will i see you tonight?
/es/\e
Thanks…
I’ll be there tonight :o)
hey .. i know i’m late but happy birthday! i hope it was great. :) anyway, that was so nice to read. i’m a huge fan of the daydreaming, yet it’s not always a good thing. :) hope you had a wonderful friday.
Thank you, Nicole :o) It was a great birthday. Low-key, but it didn’t mean that people didn’t let me know they remembered and cared about me. I hope school is looking up for you after the last project issues… I did that several times in design school *sigh* It’ll work out, though :o)
that’s great. :) i’m glad it was great!
and thank you. :) things are ok since the last project. at least i’ve got some hope .. it’s nice knowing that you did that in design school and still made it out alive. :)