2012-12-17 - 10:08 a.m.
these comparative trifles.
i laced up my running shoes and went out into the wet dark morning. the clouds hung heavy and low, glowing purple-orange with reflected streetlights, headlights, porch lights and holiday lights. there were very few lights in any windows yet.
i ran the unpaved trail around the lake, came home and made coffee. i made oatmeal and filled a carafe with juice. i did not read the newspaper. i waited for my husband to wake up and take me to the park-and-ride.
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reading: old class notes.
listening to: the stranger - lord huron.
working on: preparing for the holidays.
in the garden: lights are up on the house.