about life's possibilities, about potential ballet or yoga class with a dear friend of mine, about volunteering this morning, washing their towels so they can take a proper shower, about dispensing lunch for them, about my coffee this very morning, about this wonderful apartment and love that lives within these walls. About him sleeping so sweet, unaware of how delicious he looks to me. ABOUT that tree outside in the courtyard, about the Lawrence bus packed with tired people at whom i will be smiling and they'll smile back (or they did last week). i love my life. but im superstitious. ah.
i love this.
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