Saturday, May 18, 2013

Not Quite Zen

I went and sat on our back porch and everything smelled like honeysuckle.

The sounds were all calling frogs and birds and the dog rolling around in the grass. The sky is a little gray with clouds and it's humid, but it just seems to make the noise seem even closer and clearer.

For a moment, I was content with the sheer perfect serenity of the moment.

I was one with the universe, et cetera and so forth.

Then I sneezed six times in a row, suddenly couldn't breathe, and had to come inside.

Stupid nature.

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