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Letters to Nowhere

Sunday, July 23, 2006

Ah.. Perfection

The house is cool, and quiet, lit only by daylight filtered through the curtains. My coffee sits waiting, scenting the room subltely with pleasure; my book, next to the coffee, calls me with the promise of silence broken only by the seductive sound of turning pages.

I've got nothing on but the radio, and no plans to change that, either with clothes or television.

The stillness is perfection. My childfree week has begun... I think I just heard the angels sigh.

I'm off to curl up with my coffee and book.. Have a great weekend.


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