Saturday, February 21, 2015

1143 - 1158

1143 a saturday where his kiss awakes me but i get to stay in bed all bundled in flannel sheets with milly at my feet 1144 this new schedule of paint then cut and color than paint 1145 alone for a few hours catching up on photo projects and reading blogs ive missed 1146 the shadows on this wall my fingers dancing along typing 1147 someone knocks at the door and i have the luxury to ignore it as im stuck in my bed 1148 the soothing gray of the walls 1149 that we are this far in our thankfulness adventure andthat i have friends who love to love their lives with me 1150 hibernation 1151 a day spread out in front of me with nothing to have to do nowhere to have to be nothing i have to be a day of rest 1152 i am loved 1153 the look on his face when i introduce him to clients 1154 clients that i love and that love me and that i learn to connect and become family with 1155 the way paint drips down a canvas in a convenient and satisfying way 1156 fellowship and giddy laffing (I know thats spelled wrong I wanted to try it) last night with two kindred spirit friends 1157 fish tacos 1158 hannah

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