The sun shimmers between streaks greying the sky and streams through my windows laying light and shadow across my table and floor. Alan Gogoll radio strums gentle rhythms through the air. The heater fan whirs. The humidifier gurgles. Tea steeps at my side and books and bibles, paper and pens lay strewn on the couch and ottoman. I chat with my grand and a friend in another city. The day's peaceful atmosphere settles over my heart. I am grateful, content in my quiet nook in the world.
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