a moment
November 13, 2006
catesbool
sunrise warmth blankets pillows wake up window sounds croaking frogs fresh air screens blowing walls closets carpeted floors red door two tiles missing living room in blue sofas green refrigerator dogs barking sounds of activities water running
i’m dreaming of my home… the place where i grew up in. a place where there was love and kindness and fun and dogs. a place where i sat quietly in, dreaming my dreams. a place i had to let go.
nestled in a small village, where grasses are green and brown in the summer. where rice paddies i walked and fish brushed against my legs during flooded season. where i spent hundreds of nights sitting out in the terrace gazing out in the stars, imagining i was reaching out for them and writing out my stories.
a place where i ran around shrieking my heart out in delight as my sisters and i chased each other around the house. that was home and i was child with a dream.
(thanks to clifford ramos for the photo)
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