Box of moonlight

When you are home sick, you enter a strange drifting place.  You are between sleep and waking, you are nearly in a dream, but the dream keeps stopping and starting.  It threads along for a bit and then it gets scissored and falls down in little fragments on the floor.  You don’t want to take a rocket ship to the moon, you just want to sleep and wake up in a room full of moonlight.

Published in: on November 16, 2015 at 8:49 pm  Comments (1)  

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  1. Hi Kate! I was logging into my WordPress account and noticed your post! I hope you are doing well.

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