this morning's sky was brilliant and beautiful
it set everything aglow
(above) a painting from the car
and (below) a valentine matchbox
in yesterday's post I said I was "living the dream"
and I'm feeling like that was a braggy thing to say
honestly - it's a day to day thing
most days are actually really very complicated with the stuff of life
a child with a sore throat
another one with a skinned knee
late to pick up another one after school
the dog dragging me down the street
(even saying my favorite swear word in combination with my dog's name)
a broken plate that was an heirloom
gross leftovers for dinner
dusty dirty house
and on and on
you know what I mean
and the living the dream part is:
sweet text messages
being asked "how was your day?"
"I am living the dream"