Freedom
The building is quiet and I am just sitting still for a moment. Even as lazy as I have been at work this week, I have gotten a lot of stuff done (and I have been pretty darn productive at home), and so I revel in the sitting and staring off into space.
It is Friday, and a wonderful day out. The sun is shining and the wind is light.
I like the sensation of having nothing to do (even if it isn't actually real).
Oh, if I make onion marmalade (I think I will have more than I can readily package for my father's Christmas present), does anyone want the rest?
It is Friday, and a wonderful day out. The sun is shining and the wind is light.
I like the sensation of having nothing to do (even if it isn't actually real).
Oh, if I make onion marmalade (I think I will have more than I can readily package for my father's Christmas present), does anyone want the rest?
