Sunday, January 22, 2012

It was heavy

Last night I was put up on a friend's living room floor after a fun night of sweaty dancing and art viewing.  When I awoke at 7:30 AM, my face was turned to the window.  Today is one that kind of glows like a cottony orb.  The daylight becomes something you feel like you can touch or swallow, it is thick and heavy and spread evenly.  It is soft, enveloping.  I could not have asked for a better place to wake up.