There's always beauty.
seeing: my red mug, an elegant and kind gift that cheers me morning and afternoon; a sky that can't make up its mind
hearing: college radio (playing tracks off concept albums -- the DJ just said, pretty awkwardly, "Well, I just ... don't understand that one ....")
smelling: spicy-clovey tea
tasting: A's magical granola
feeling: glad for meaningful work; full
Friday, February 25, 2011
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