a day like any other
It would appear like any other morning...any she's had for the last 1.5 years.
Waking to a quiet alarm, an internal alarm, the very best alarm.
Putting on a pot of boiling water, poaching two eggs for 3 minutes precisely,
sneaking a cup of Earl Grey from her saint's personal pot.
Showering, writing, cleaning, talking to friends, cooking, caring.
A leisurely existence, for sure...but still...a learned one.
To be home, to be one's own boss...
though amazing, ideal even,
it's a lesson to learn.
It might appear like any other afternoon...
watching an episode (of anything BBC) with him on his lunch break,
sneaking a snooze, chatting on the phone,
loading the dishwasher, planning dinner, sweeping the floor,
nesting.
But today, though likened indeed to many others
is unlike them underneath its surface.
A bookend
A creaking door
A gush of westerly wind
A costume change
Today was the last day she spent at home.
4 comments:
best of luck love!
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Have fun! I'm sure you'll do fine in your new endeavour and manage to balance it all. x
The Last Temptations of the Familiar.
Every change is a story, every failure a lesson. No matter what will be handed to you, you will still have your thoughts, you will still have your time to sleep and dream, and you will still have the Earl to wake up with.
Congratulations on the new chapter! Savor the experience! -HR
shift into overdrive...put that top down & with the wind in your hair...SCREAMbabySCREAM...you're in for a an adventurous ride...& it's your road...your direction...you can make a turn to anywhere, anytime you want to!
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