"Faith & Promise keep me honest"
these days are good days, the best days.
[wouldn't you know it, though, the tea has gone cold...]
the air is chilly on my skin and i'm alive once again - more alive than i have been
it's strange as things change to remember again how the doors are smaller in the cold.
In summer they swell with the heat and to close them takes great effort. We throw ourselves at them - especially in the dark basement when it's dark outside and the quicker the door closes the more sure I can be that no one is going to barge in on me.
it surprised me this evening how easily it swung shut and locked, so much so that I had to double check and make sure that the door was secure at all.
we are smaller in the winter, too. my ring is loose on my finger, and our skin grows thin so that the cold seeps into our bones.
one day i'll mind it.
for now it's more than enough to walk around the house wearing a scarf and slippers, to add an extra blanket on my bed at night.
it's busy times, though, and i'm struggling to find time to go outside. when i do, it's bliss. camping a few weekends back and walking when i can. i took myself on a date to the orchard and made a pie with the apples. a concert outside & lake michigan after.
we have finally fixed our record player. i play iron & wine on it when the light changes and the sun streams through the maple leaves just before it disappears behind the houses.
such funny things at work these days - eugene came out as i was going in and he is so very different. gave me a hug and told me to hurry inside before i froze because it was him who was hurried.
the crazy old man lost his teeth and asked tom to help him find them.
the crazy old man brought me a caramel apple.
i have four books i want to read: The Great Gatsby, Orthodoxy, Jane Eyre and Les Miserables (once more).
despairing because i'll never have the time.
