dusty corners

Do you ever have days where thoughts and ponderings seem to float up from dusty corners or beneath bed frames as if they've been waiting for a quiet moment to remind you of their existence?

Yesterday and today have been so full that these little awakenings remind me that amidst all the tasks and hours and days, there are other dormant parts waiting for me to prod them forward and grant them time of their own.

Tonight, is a night for pen and paper and unfolding contemplations. For meaningful telephone conversations with my younger sister, and listening to her beautiful mind.

The hours pass just the same, yet not in a leap, but an inch at a time.

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