Thursday, January 05, 2006

I'm not shy, but I know someone who is...

In person I can be an utter wreck, but here, with words, I am someone different. Today though we shall just be viewing direct cut and paste from where I normally hang out. I'll try harder next time, I promise.

I lit a match and held it to the stick of incense, sending up a little prayer as I did so. The incense ignited for a moment and then settled to smolder, filling the room with the musky scent of Nag Champa.
Back in bed, I flipped the pillow to the cool side and settled to watch the glowing orange ember in the darkness. After a moment I said quietly, skyward "Please let it be alright".
Closing my eyes I repeated the mantra in my mind until sleep took the worry away.

2 Comments:

At 6:11 PM, Blogger Alecya Giovanni said...

Lovely. And I quie enjoy the smell of Nag Champa, so that evokes a very specific feeling in me..

AG

 
At 11:09 PM, Blogger SwissToni said...

I really like that Di (and I'm not just saying that). The devil is always in the detail. My favourite detail? The flipping of the pillow to the cool side.

More please.

ST

 

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