Today has been a long day and remains so, as I wait for a client for this evening. We work so hard to try to fill the days and there are so many clamoring for my ear. Which is good, but speaks of responsibilities that I have and the call of my work space. Sometimes the reminders of the getting and spending of life are too close in our little house. It becomes a good thing to be able to drive into town and sit at my desk and consider the tools of my necessary work. In the quiet of the moment. Only the sound of my computer running a slow hum in my ears.
I must go home and consider supper. I have three dollars in my pocket. Not much cash for lettuce. A salad might be nice.
There are three ears of corn in my ice box. A glass container filled with cucumber slices in vinegar. I have potatoes and rice and grits. What else do I have need for?
But as Frost said, I have people to see and responsibilities to meet.
It does not seem like my client is coming. I will wait a little longer.
Oh, there he is. On the phone.
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