Today, I am settled back in SF after a couple of months of traveling to Arkansas once every few weeks. Traveling for work has its perks and I'm very happy to have had that opportunity but I cannot deny that I AM POOPED and I'm somewhat glad that the traveling stint is over ... at least for a while!
Still, it is nice to have a neatly made bed everyday, no dishes to do, fluffy white towels aplenty, dinners delivered to your doorstep ...
Speaking of which, the boy just walked in the door with 1.5 pounds of food for our dinner, so what am I complaining about? ;)
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Evelyn
I close my eyes and imagine the dark hills I would have to cross / to reach you. For I am in love with you / and this is what it is like or what it is like in words.
Carol Ann Duffy
When I grow up, I'd like to be a cream puff. A cream puff with apricots, or even a plain one. Lukewarm at the bakery. In the window.
Jeux d'enfants
No matter. Try again. Fail again. Fail better.
Samuel Beckett