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rejectomorphAhhh, the sun's coming up too early! I'll turn to dust!
It's a very tasty shade of pink the sky is showing, though. I'd like to find food that shade of pink. Luminous food. The pale blue of the early morning is also nice, as is the fresh breeze that's making the pines hum and rustling the dry oak leaves until it sounds as though a whole tribe of shamans are shaking rattles and chanting in the woods. Some mornings would be nice to wake to, rather than having them be mere codas to the night. Maybe someday my schedule will flip around again.
Today is not that day. I must close the shades now. The whole turn-to-dust thing, you know.
Happy November.
It's a very tasty shade of pink the sky is showing, though. I'd like to find food that shade of pink. Luminous food. The pale blue of the early morning is also nice, as is the fresh breeze that's making the pines hum and rustling the dry oak leaves until it sounds as though a whole tribe of shamans are shaking rattles and chanting in the woods. Some mornings would be nice to wake to, rather than having them be mere codas to the night. Maybe someday my schedule will flip around again.
Today is not that day. I must close the shades now. The whole turn-to-dust thing, you know.
Happy November.
