Monday, March 23, 2009

Spring Brings

New things.

A fresh take, a new chance for resolutions, for a clean slate, a shining plate.

I have a giant new bed. It is huge. It takes up most of my room. It spans time zones and languages and carbon dating and fault lines. It makes me feel like I am in a hotel, in transit, in someone else's fresh new life.

This morning I woke up, lying across it, horizontally. As if sleeping has given me license to take a new perspective, direction, inflection.

Spring has sprung.

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1 comment:

Don Cummings said...

I am so on this tiny double bed in my mid-life dorm room in Queens. Loving it, too. It feels very hotelier.