Monday, January 16, 2006

Feeling grateful.

This morning I got up early--that part of the day that hangs caught between morning and night. It was snowing. The house was quiet in only the company of cats. And in that half light I felt a part of me wake up--the part that has been sleeping for far too long. I wrote not 3 pages but 5. And, oh-man--it felt good.

I feel like a big mess could spill out of me. And yet I feel more alive than I have in quite some time.

Today was a productive day... and I am grateful to have stumbled upon this journey. It's been right under my feet all along, but today, something about the atmosphere has changed.


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