Monday, November 12, 2012
afternoon.
coffee is brewing, filling the room with it's dark, rich smell. the window is cracked and the cool air seeps in. a november mix tape is playing softly in the background. a journal is taken off the shelf and ink begins to fill the pages. all to soon the hour is up and it's time to pull out assignments and work on homework. but that single hour of relaxation was good for the soul.
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beautiful. just beautiful.
ReplyDeleteloved this. describes my kind of quiet afternoon perfectly. xo
ReplyDeletelove quiet afternoons.
ReplyDeletexo. rachel