October 25, 2013
Daily I sit in front of computers, hearing the doorbell of e-mail–
“Read me now. Don’t wait! You might miss something.”
My hand wants to be holding a pencil
feeling the graphite scratch across the fresh paper.
Sip the coffee.
Listen to the perk.
Let the cat crawl over the desk.
Watch the candle flame.
Feel the cool hint of early fall.