The house is quiet. I’m sitting here, feeling peaceful. The food is made, the house is clean, there is a serenity in the air as the two pieces of my heart drift in and out of their dream lands. I wile away time by reading recipes and ” The Time Traveler’s Wife. ”
Somehow right now I’m happy. You know, the kind of happy you are when everything just kind of makes sense for just a minute. Everything seems taken care of, life seems untwisted. Reminds me of the quote that when you stop running after it, the butterfly of happiness comes and rests on your shoulder gently. Maybe things have to be really quiet for one to notice it.
Just had to capture this feeling. This inexplicable, yet comforting feeling.
