Monday, September 29, 2008
I wrapped his large coat around me like a comforter, burrowing my body in deep curling up in it. As I opened the door I checked to make sure it was unlocked and then quietly stepped into the cold. As I feel the wind slide over my face, it chills me like a large cold rock beneath my head. I like it. The hard grey sky, with a distant blue, is like that rock, although I can’t touch it. It stares at me through bare trees with soberness. I pull my coat tighter so that it warms my cold frame with a hug. Closed eyes, alone, peace.