Tuesday, January 8, 2008

gone,wet,sun

The quiet and calm after physical pain is gone--it is like suddenly leaving the eye of a tornado that is tearing and ripping the body apart.

The smell of the dog wet from a bath.

Basking in the January sun--wondering why the July sun and the January sun can't be averaged out a bit and then murmuring, "Just be in this moment."

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