Last night I sat in a velvety, nineteenth-century inspired armchair (which was quite old in its own right) and read from Walden before I went to bed. After watching Fahrenheit 451, I sat in Andrew and Janelle’s guest bedroom. The windows rattled and whistled as a storm began. I can’t weave for you the thoughts I had, but I can list some of the threads.
I love the rain.
I love overcast skies.
I love Portland.
I love genuine experience.
I love simplicity.
I love floors that creak.
I love reading.
I love thinking.
I love doing.
2 comments:
Did you know David loves Walden and has about 10 copies of it and has read it 7 times? It's his favorite book. I love the rain and Portland and reading, too!
That sounds so cozy!!
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