It’s Called Relief
December 12, 2011 § 2 Comments
Or alleviation. Deliverance. Release.
to go running,
to take a hot bubble bath,
to watch Jane Eyre by the fire
and enter grades, maybe fall asleep during,
to eat shrimps and cocktail sauce and mozzarella stuffed chicken and wilted spinach salad
with feta and walnuts and pears
with Ryan (another celebration).
(The thing is, I’m not done yet. But I finished the most annoying paper I’ve ever had to write this morning at 8:58am and it feels glorious. Resurrection style.)