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And then one day..
Mar. 10th, 2008 04:54 pmOne of these days I will have my shabby little house in the middle of someplace quiet. There will be trees, and maybe a long driveway leading up to the house. Definitely a garden, and flowers, and plants a'plenty. There may even be a pond. I will most certainly have cats, and probably a dog.If I'm especially lucky, loved ones will live with me there too.
There will be games and music, and randomness to fill the hours. I will travel and wander, but always come home, because that's where I belong.
But for now I'm here in the city with the incessant rumble and buzzing of cars, like deranged bees, and the sounds of sirens cutting in and out.
I think of them as hyenas, yipping back and forth.
But the pomegranate trees are budding leaves like it's going out of style. I swear they've grown in the past 6 hours that I last glanced at them. And the hummingbirds have shown up.
I suppose I should start doing productive things.
There will be games and music, and randomness to fill the hours. I will travel and wander, but always come home, because that's where I belong.
But for now I'm here in the city with the incessant rumble and buzzing of cars, like deranged bees, and the sounds of sirens cutting in and out.
I think of them as hyenas, yipping back and forth.
But the pomegranate trees are budding leaves like it's going out of style. I swear they've grown in the past 6 hours that I last glanced at them. And the hummingbirds have shown up.
I suppose I should start doing productive things.
