Thursday, March 10, 2011
Off in the, distance over the cow pasture, crows try to harrass my thoughts with their obnoxious calls. Closer, robins sing to one another and a breeze sweeps over me with a little too much chill.
Do I move to go get a sweater? Do I go refill my coffee cup? Am I ever going to make it to Walmart today?
But there are times, like this dreary morning, when my body just refuses to obey. For a while longer it will sit in the chair, feet propped on the porch rail, listening to wind chimes and birds, wishing for coffee and a sweater, and doing absolutely nothing that the brain commands it to do.
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