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Mar. 12th, 2005 10:14 amA nice relaxed morning. Got up and made coffee, and french toast for the kids and me. Puttered in the kitchen, putting dishes in the dishwasher, listening to NPR. No headache today, and that's lovely. The only thing I wish for was Mike.
He says that he misses me, with surprise in his voice. I laugh at him. I can hear his voice now, breathe in his scent, feel the softness of his hair at my fingertips and his skin against my cheek. I can bring him close, close, and for now, I'm okay.
I have things to do; the laundry (all the stuff that was on the basement floor when the pipes burst is washed and dried and sitting in neat piles in my livingroom), and bring Mike's tool box in from the garage so the tools aren't freezing cold when we work on the car tomorrow. But for now, I think I'll go upstairs with a cup of coffee and laze in bed and read for a while.
He says that he misses me, with surprise in his voice. I laugh at him. I can hear his voice now, breathe in his scent, feel the softness of his hair at my fingertips and his skin against my cheek. I can bring him close, close, and for now, I'm okay.
I have things to do; the laundry (all the stuff that was on the basement floor when the pipes burst is washed and dried and sitting in neat piles in my livingroom), and bring Mike's tool box in from the garage so the tools aren't freezing cold when we work on the car tomorrow. But for now, I think I'll go upstairs with a cup of coffee and laze in bed and read for a while.