Soul

Dinner is in the oven, almost ready.  Fairy lights twinkle on the neighbors’ bushes in the blue light of dusk.  From where I sit I see sewing supplies from my most recent project taking up one end of the dining room table and opened mail and papers on the other end and piles of books in the living room, unread as yet.  It is warm and light here, messy and cozy.

I would like also to be like this, a little messy but cozy and in my essence warm and light.

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