honeydunce

I went down for a nap at 8pm last night, and didn’t wake up until 1:52 in the morning. A storm approaching. Once the
lightning started, I put on my robe and went to the living room, lit one candle and sat on the couch listening to
the wind bend trees into choruses. Like the thunder starts up and the limbs & leaves attempt to shush it.
Fifteen minutes later I went back to bed and slept for six more hours.

Now it’s today and I’m on the other end of some of the best dreams I’ve ever had. Handfuls of closure, little scenes so
wonderful that I know they couldn’t be anything but real. The script my heart is busying writing acted out.