I legitimately feel like I should be a nymph tonight. I forgot, no I failed to remember how relaxing and freeing a lack of clothing is. Chilly but the joys of having hair that reaches to about my tattoo is enough for warmth So now I sit and enjoy the music and the pecking away of the keys as I type my thoughts which is really just a warm up before actually continue with a story I had begun, I listen to my daughter excite herself by chasing nothing around and the faintness of Coraline meant to occupy her but clearly not as shes pushing around her teddy bear in her dollies stroller. its all very adorable and serene here right now excluding the fact that dinner has yet to be started at almost 8pm, my Mattie is not yet home, and the apartment is no longer clean but tonight none of that matters. Tonight I am in my rightful place, taking in every sound and feeling, the discomfort of the wooden chair beneath my ass with only a towel between the two, the coldness of my toes tucked up under my thighs, the tickle of my hair carrasseing my back, its all very surreal and I love nights like this. but I think I am ready, fingers flicking over the keyboard, mind empty of useless thoughts, and daughter content to rock her own little thing. Now for my escapade into the depths of my imagination.
xoxox
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