That kind of autumn evening. When you drop down on the sofa with a glass of wine and read stories on the internet for hours and hours. And forget that there is a world out there, with real life and friends, and that you should do something about it.
I seem to have a lot of these evenings. Not sure if it's good or catastrophic, as lifestyles go. But tonight, I've picked up a few writing tips, I've been emotional, I've learned some valuable things about the possibilities of human life, and I have felt that surge of love for something undefined.
Tonight, I'm feeling peaceful.
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