I need clean surfaces, darling!
Jan. 16th, 2006 05:44 pm
Eramosa River
The office still needs work. Until recently I refused to write morning pages on a messy desk. Now I dutifully elbow papers and keys aside, but the clear expanse of oak still feels like a gift if it's available.
A tidy room is an empty canvas.
Today the coffee table is vacant except for knitting notes, inviting me to work in the armchair. Pausing in the neat living room I see pregnant space surrounding, opportunities for projects unfolding. I feel an urge to fill them, but also a sweet savour of anticipation, wondering what will become. It's much like expecting my lover to arrive on Friday, and wondering how we'll make love.
Now I'll enter the clean kitchen, pour a glass of red wine, and abandon myself to the creation of lasagne.
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A man after my own heart.
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