Thursday, February 4, 2010

afternoon sun

tuesday, jan 2: i'm exhausted. i lay on the couch, sprawled out and immobile. i let the edges of unconsciousness draft over me. there is nothing i have to do in this moment. no pressure, no expectations, no demands. the splash and sounds of the cats' water fountain plays in the background. the more immediate sound of cats purring lulls me to sleep. it's just me, the cats and the warm afternoon sun.

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