Sunday, January 30, 2011
Sunday
I have exactly enough creamer for one exquisite cup of coffee. Naomi climbed into my bed early with a cough. Switched the laundry downstairs. Made a list a list of grocery supplies for the fridge while I'm gone. Looked out at the cold, gray sky and turned back to my one exquisite cup of coffee.
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