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Day One
By Sarah Slean
- when another midnight comes to rest on the cheek of our sleeplessness.
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Today it was windy and rainy and dark, and a few hours ago I slipped
out of the house with my cloak on and ran around outside staring at the
trees, blazing in orange and gold -- the two great orange trees across
from our parking lot have carpeted the road with leaves. And it was
dusk and the clouds were so thick and dark and stormy and there was
rain of water and rain of leaves and it was perfect. The world
rarely looks the way it seems to in photographs and films, but tonight
glimmered with the sorts of lights and shadows and contrasts that you
don't believe exist. I ran barefoot up the back road and along the base
of the hill and the wind whipped me round and I was gloriously chilly
and wet. The rest of the day was unexceptional, but this evening made
it magical.
And yesterday I made cookies and listened to NPR a lot. Actually, this seems to be the story of my life lately: cookies, bread, NPR, lots of books, and stormy weather. Not much to write about, but except when I get gloomy, it's not so bad to live.
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