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the sun was so great today, almost analeptic. i took my bike, a blanket and a book over to laurelhurst park for a few hours of afternoon goodness. i was laying on my stomach, my eyes drinking in the words on the pages, existing in that space between reality and dreaming, when a playful chocolate lab ran right up to me, jumped on my back with his big, soft paws and started licking my face and ears.
his owner was calling, "BEAR! BEAR! STOP! come here! Bear!"
i laughed and rolled over to play with Bear.
Bear's owner walked closer, "I'm so sorry," she said.
i told her it was perfectly okay asshe sat on the grass a few feet away from me and threw a sick for Bear to chase. she asked what i was reading and we talked about Kundera and The Unbearable Lightness of Being. she left a few minutes later to finish her afternoon adventures with her dog, promising to check out Kundera soon...
heaven is surely made from moments like these.
his owner was calling, "BEAR! BEAR! STOP! come here! Bear!"
i laughed and rolled over to play with Bear.
Bear's owner walked closer, "I'm so sorry," she said.
i told her it was perfectly okay asshe sat on the grass a few feet away from me and threw a sick for Bear to chase. she asked what i was reading and we talked about Kundera and The Unbearable Lightness of Being. she left a few minutes later to finish her afternoon adventures with her dog, promising to check out Kundera soon...
heaven is surely made from moments like these.