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Driving home from a friend's house today at 4:47 pm i looked to the west and my breath caught in my throat. The Olympic Mountains were etched in the sky in sharp relief against the bluish-orangeish hue. They seemed so close and so far away at the same time. They were so powerful and beautiful.
It's little moments like these that make me love this place i call home so very very much. Moments that make my breath catch and say, out loud, "Thank you for this place" to whatever deity or force of nature is responsible happen to me fairly often. Today's moment made me yearn. For what? I don't know. It just made me feel like i wanted something...very badly.
Could be that i haven't eaten much today. Two brownies at last tally and that really isn't enough for a person to live on. Particularly a breastfeeding person. I think perhaps i'll go wander the kitchen until inspiration strikes.
It's little moments like these that make me love this place i call home so very very much. Moments that make my breath catch and say, out loud, "Thank you for this place" to whatever deity or force of nature is responsible happen to me fairly often. Today's moment made me yearn. For what? I don't know. It just made me feel like i wanted something...very badly.
Could be that i haven't eaten much today. Two brownies at last tally and that really isn't enough for a person to live on. Particularly a breastfeeding person. I think perhaps i'll go wander the kitchen until inspiration strikes.