04 Tuesday Dec 2012
It’s quiet at 04h30, and still mostly dark. Time is slower, gentler, between travellers leaving and the day really starting.
Various pets are still dozing.
It feels like there is, for once, a small space to breathe, to think, to write.
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26 Friday Oct 2012
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Thirty two. Today, I am thirty two.
And I have no insightful or witty birthday banter to share because I’ve been fighting with my love since yesterday afternoon (that’s now 24 hours, a new record) thanks to our differing puppy parenting styles. We seldom argue, so I’m tired, and miserable.
This is not the post that I thought I’d write today, but it’s what wants to be written.
And if there’s only one thing that I’ve started learning this year, it is that most times, the true story is the right one.
(Some insight there at the end then. Go me!)
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24 Wednesday Oct 2012
Sometimes, the threat of slipping on puddled stairs after an afternoon shower is no threat at all.
Because up on the roof, further away from noise than usual, the light is golden.
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