After a long day-- a longer pause. When the alarm goes off at 4:30 yes-- in the morning, and the shift starts at 6:30 half a county away and goes for who-knows-how-many more hours until my tired feet hit home... And then it's kids-that-aren't-even-mine and maybe a meeting and a moment to myself because dear god … Continue reading April 28 : On Living Well
I hear it's a common complaint-- the alarm clock. It is jarring, grating, aggressively braying, the digital jackass sitting on my side table. Wearily each night I plug in my time, a begrudging tap-tap-tap to 4:30 every day and squint through tired eyes as it tells me just how long I have-- down to the … Continue reading April 21 : On Alarm Clocks
Bed like a temple where only I am allowed to worship. Bed like a cloud from an oil painting so full and heavy. Bed like a hammock in paradise so quiet and cradling. I sink between the layers, and stretch in the deliciousness.