Wednesday, September 9, 2015

9.9.15 The looking forward to climbing into bed with your self


(and maybe a kitty or dog) and a longed-for book and maybe a bit of tea (I confess I love it best in winter, the crawling in under the covers) and just creating your own little orb of nourishment; while you open those pages and settle down and begin. The settling from the day, on into the night.



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