Monday, January 9, 2012

Sick Day

Lying in a soft, warm bed nursing a cough
Hearing the rain fall outside the window
Taking my time to rest
While the sounds and smells of breakfast emerge
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  1. BarbJanuary 9, 2012 at 3:37 PM

    Sometimes, when you're not too sick, being sick is like a stolen gift.

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  2. MaggieJanuary 10, 2012 at 1:59 PM

    It's true ... makes me think about something I read recently about how attached we can get to being "busy".

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