a day of rest....
I laid down and enjoyed the warmth of light rays permeating my skin. I didn't move and I don't remember how long I laid there. I did not do any thing this weekend. No art, no music, no television. A couple of days to myself full of quiet, rest, and journaling. I felt comforted. I found it rather strange that the shadow of a hand rested upon my shoulder appeared in this photograph. I know the shadow could be explained but the mystery is much more poetic.
that was nice...back to my busy schedule...
that was nice...back to my busy schedule...