Today is a very quiet and cool Sunday. I have spent the morning day dreaming and journaling. I just took a walk around the neighborhood, and even it is sleepy and slow.
While journaling I had a vision of a life I want to lead. It is a slow and rainy Sunday in the woods. My partner (whomever he may be) and I are laying around in the screen porch, watching the rain hit the leaves, drinking smoothies, and reading something wonderful to each other. Something writerly, descriptive and lush. I read and my partner lays on the glider, gently swinging back and forth, rocking himself with his foot up against the wall of the house. It is almost dinner time. But we are in no rush. We'll eat fresh beans from the garden out the back. He'll grill some chicken. I have some cobbler left over from the party yesterday.
And the rain comes down and he glides back and forth.
Back and forth.
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