Just re-heated my second cup of coffee.
Poetry and coffee - how sublime. Now if there was just some pie involved it would be perfect.
Another pieless day for me. I was supposed to go to Roswell today, but I woke up late and writing work was waiting for me- the story of my life. I really need to go tomorrow. I have 5 boxes to ship and not much food left in the house. But I do still have plenty of coffee.
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Love consists in this, that two solitudes protect and touch and greet each other.
- Rainer Maria Rilke
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