Satisfied

12 January 2018

The air around me is humming today.

Inside the furniture is splashed with sunlight and shadows. A red throw spreads across the couch with Livia’s paperback lying open on it. The stuffed snow leopard from her donation to World Wildlife Fund lies with its face to the back of the chair. Leo sighs.

Outside the trees and shrubs simply wait. They are content with the mostly invisible changes taking place within them as the season slowly progresses. The sky is shiny gray and the air mostly still. Occasionally a breath catches a frond in the tree fern or a branch suddenly dips as a squirrel leaps.

Does this act of describing change things? No. I am here. I am calm. I am satisfied.