The house is calm and very still. Coals fade slowly in the fireplace, remnants of the evenings warmth. My mind wanders drifts from daydream to daydream. Thoughts float about as if a storm gently brewing over head. Instead of thunder and lightening there are subtle showers of creativity and imagination. Freedom in the midst of silent pondering. Each moment is mine and only mine. I cherish what is ever fleeting time with my thoughts.
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pandie:
Hi 
cute pic xo
cute pic xo
the8bitkid:
Thats good, because you have the most beautiful smile