holiday

Tuesday, September 14, 2004

I wish...

more than anything:
to be ten degrees warmer
that the carpet would give rise to the wood underneath
that I was painting
that Micah had a kick ass job in the Pacific NW
that I had honey for my tea
that I was a better person/wife/mother/friend
that I was ready for school to start meaning:
that everything was in the right place.
that Eliot could be watched over when I'm gone.

Question:
Why do they write such things?

Answer:
Because they're in love!


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