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Tuesday, June 07, 2005
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Letting my imagination run away with me
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Clean sheets drying on the line. I love the feeling of wet cotton blowing against my face while I try to pin up a sheet. Shirts are fun too. Watching them dance in the breeze as though they could move without the help of their wearers. The light feeling of cotton sleeves reaching out to catch you and make you a prisoner in their grasp. The dresses flowing in the air. One could almost see a whole host of imaginary people milling about, just itching for a dance. All that lacks is the music for them to go swirling through the air, in step to the time. Can you imagine the music? What must it sound like? I imagine it to be light like a music box, with violins and one lone piccolo. I can almost hear the tune.
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posted by cori
6/07/2005 09:00:00 AM
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The answer to your last question is no, I do not love laundry day, but I am grateful that I have clothes to wash. :)
Just wanted to comment since I saw how lonely your comment box has been these past several days. I will see you later . . . one more day till I'm off to California!
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The answer to your last question is no, I do not love laundry day, but I am grateful that I have clothes to wash. :)
Just wanted to comment since I saw how lonely your comment box has been these past several days. I will see you later . . . one more day till I'm off to California!