Monday, July 21, 2008

The good life

Dawn. A meal of rice and beans. Roof of the verandah shuddering in a strong, monsoon wind. A great book. Hush. Solitude.

This is why an almost Monday morning feels like a vacation…even though it isn’t.


Khakra said...

reminds me of the first time I tried Limca.. I was in heaven. It looked gross, but it was awesome.

I scribble here said...

rice and beans and monsoon.. Bliss!