I'm sitting quietly in my room at my computer, typing with my eyes closed. So much easier to focus on each word that I type, and no time to let those miscellaneous random thoughts interrupt.
In a moment, this moment, my life is good. I cooked a big pot of fettuccine alfredo for dinner, made a salad, steamed some vegetables, and made garlic bread. I've eaten, finished dinner with my favorite ice cream (spumoni) and am drinking a cup of coffee while C sits in the living room listening to some Italian music he bought while in Europe.
I've got a few emails to reply to, some laundry to finish, and then I've got a few hours for writing. It's been an industrious day, and tomorrow I go back to work.
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