Daydreams and believers
Listlessly the light lays reflected upon the sheen of veneered walls, the stillness palpable, almost pungent in surrounding. The night’s strapping armor of dimness has yielded reluctantly to the first effervescently enveloped cloud. The air, drenched and shuddering with raindrop sits idly, anticipating the flutters, the stirring of day to come.
This is what awaits and welcomes this heavy-eyed, weary dreamer as she awakens to start this morning.
posted by Sheila @ 10/17/2006 07:41:00 AM
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