The glitter and the gold...

Tonight, walking home from cafe latenight slaving, the streets were blackened...and so soso still. The air lingered with rain, hanging midair like some strange and invisible web. Wind gorgeously cool and silky-dark against my skin, I breathed deeply...in and out, and over again. Taking the long, listless way home. Ahhhh. What I mean to say by all this is...it's spring. Embraces all around.
Time for these weary feet to tread towards bed. Fresh, light sheets, and such.
Here is some love to you all.
X and O.
Rebecca L.B.