Untied running shoes in the corner by the door.
Uneven stack of mostly empty pizza boxes on the kitchen table.
Sprigs of thyme hung up to dry.
Ghostly white shirts on wire hangers in the doorway, coat flung over the back of a chair.
Dust dancing in a beam of sunlight that cuts through the clouds and flashes through my bedroom window.
A ballet.
I think.
On the floor by the side of my bed: Ræson, The New Yorker, Der Spiegel, Runners World, A Prayer for Owen Meany, Hunt for Red October, Crime and Punishment.
A Brief History of Time.
D.M. almost 9 years ago
The telling is in the details. Good one.
Julie almost 9 years ago
I loved the picture this painted in my mind's eye. Nice drabble.
Richard Charles Davidson almost 9 years ago
Mostly empty pizza boxes! :)
T. Willemann almost 9 years ago
Thank you all for some wonderful comments!