Silence so thick it lays like a comforter on top of us keeping warm in this cold world. Watching the rain fall and fog roll in. Worms wash up on the driveway the birds are quiet today school is cancelled today Reheating chocolate chip cookies and tea and almonds. Norah Jones serenades the rain doors wide open to get the full affect. I think we let in some fog settling on the carpet around us we lean into it wrap up in it like a comforter. I wonder where we'll be in five, ten, twenty years. I think I'd like to be right here. ~ For Your Ears:
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