Sunday, March 24, 2013

These things, they go away

Some nights I have a quiet kitchen. On those nights, it's easy to chop lettuce and stack dirty dishes and think about the cat that's sleeping on the green blanket in front of my computer screen. It's easy to move on from lettuce to strawberries and daydream about the short bread you're going to make this week. You know, in honor of spring.
It's easy, on these nights, to remember your downfalls, but even easier to move past the ones of immediate concern. Even if just for a moment.

Also, we're almost out of dish soap.

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