Saturday, February 21, 2009
Its 4.02 in the morning. And I have been reading and adding to comments for the last 32 minutes. Do you ever have times like this? You just are awake at some ungodly time of the morning for no reason? Your eyes refuse to close again And your mind is so busy That you give up the unequal struggle and rise to meet (more than halfway!) the new day Knowing that you are going to feel ready for bed again at 10 am? Its a strange feeling Padding quietly around the still house Haven't made coffee yet But I'm gunna Very soon. Its calm tonight The wind has vanished For now anyway We leave the deck door open at night so when I come downstairs, the still nightsounds fill the room Below me is the quiet view of the valley lights and the liquid dark of the sea shooshing. Lovely. Lump in the throat lovely. I'm sitting at my laptop Reading your comments, smiling at some Reading your posts, Thinking how odd, and how great, it is To feel growing friendship with people through this medium. Is it a sad commentary on my life, do you think, that often when something affects me, telling my blog friends is high on my agenda? Actually, scrap (nah, not that way!) that question I don't really care if it is. I like it. Now I'm gunna make that coffee.