As the evening has worn on I have seen myself retreat into reflective meditation. I view myself struggle with thoughts I can only imagine are running through my mind. He wants to reach over and brush my tears aside but I am finding my own peace. I wrote this a short time ago.
Today I’m thinking About…
how a fever makes you feel warm all over
the sadness I feel seeing my sister and brother go home
how much I love them
poetry
the difference between a new fallen leaf and one that has been laying on the ground awhile
hearing the sound of traffic
listening to classic 80′s music
hanging out on college campus
the aroma of a scented candle
French Vanilla coffee with whipped cream
reading a book
feeling lonely in a crowd