The air condition is turned off today. Trust me I hate the
heat today is not too bad. I am
listening to Mary Chapin Carpenter again trying to get a sense of what this
disc means. It just seems to me that she
is in a dark place. I think the music is
beautiful and the lyrics elegant but pained.
For example:
These are your instructions
When you become reclusive
When old friends say they miss you
When sleep becomes elusive
Fill up every journal
Empty every shoebox
Burn the lists and letters
Sweep out all the old thoughts
Shake off all the covers
Throw every window open
Stand here in your bare feet
Welcome in the morning
These are your instructions
When grace has left you stranded
When you are lost and wounded
Bleeding and abandoned
As I write Francie is in the kitchen. She is cooking dinner. Also there is zucchini bread in the over giving
off the warm most smell of walnuts and green shredded yard fruits. Primus is disassembling and reassembling his
computer. The mouse does on this
particular does not work. School is next
week and thus it must be returned to operating condition. Secundus is watching
snarky cartoons. Life is good right now.
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