Don’t ask about the time. I read, write, look at Ingrid and at the moon and stars when I can’t sleep.
As I look out the window I listen to sounds of the night. Crickets, owls and lately I love the sound of jackals.
Right now I sit by the window and i’m enjoying a breeze I wish I had some hours ago. Will long for in a few more hours.
Pensive. Prayerful. Grateful. Anxious. Humbled. Peace. Peering. Waiting. Calm. Am.
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