Always thinking, wandering, slipping, into oblivion. I watch my feet, averting my eyes. Glitter catches my gaze as I stare down into the sun. Shuffling amusement, laughing, talking, brilliance bouncing off of the surface. Golden skies and rudabaga, fantasy and reality. Moving ever onward..........
I enjoyed seeing your new portraits, Laura! Very nice!
ReplyDeleteThank you so much Barbara! I will have to do your painting in my chair too.
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