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Rainy Saturday

evening stroll

Saturday was a sluggish day. The clouds loomed over us and the light patter of rain softly hit the windows. We were tired from the work week and didn’t feel up to much.

I made breakfast in hopes of providing some sort of wake-me-up energy, but none was to be had. We decided to venture outside even though we wanted to crawl back under the covers and sleep some more.

Errands were half done and without much resolve. Within a few hours, the sky went from a light gray to darkness. Night had fallen.

Our tummies grumbled for some more food so we headed nearby and grabbed a quiet bite. The twinkly lights glowed as the dark sky settled in for the night. We walked around for a little and then went home.

I reflect on days like these because while we do have our own worries, somehow we will be and are ok. We might not travel to far off places and have adventures, or dress up for parties every weekend, but we have our own quiet little lives. And I take comfort in that.

Perhaps I’m old and tired, but I always think that the chances of finding out what really is going on are so absurdly remote that the only thing to do is to say hang the sense of it and just keep yourself occupied. ~ Douglas Adams

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2 Comments Post a comment
  1. I take comfort in our own quiet lives, too.

    October 22, 2014
    • Marie #

      Many times, it’s the best.

      October 23, 2014

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