The space between what’s wrong and rightIs where you’ll find me hiding, waiting for youThe space between your heart and mineIs the space we’ll fill with time…- Dave Matthews
It’s the little things. Like a new plastic folding table that can tuck away and serves as a place for my coffee cup in the morning. My routine is to sit on my bed and write until the sun shines too brightly through my window and then I move to David’s. Where to put the coffee mug has been a big concern. The floor, too low. The bed, too unstable. Can’t hold it and type. Problem solved for $10.99. And, we have now disposed of the second mouse that was bold enough to run past me twice last night. Sharing this small space with two big dogs and another human is quite enough. Sharing with small furry rodents who poop on my stuff and make nests out of my precious snuggly things, not gonna happen.
31 May, 2012 / 4 Comments