Right this minute, this is where I am.
I’m sitting on my coach, fuzzy brown blanket over my folded legs. Green pillow on top of blanket, computer on top of pillow. Fingers poised on computer. I’m sipping the very last of a glass of Cote du Rhone. I never drink wine (or even alcohol), but friends were over earlier, and we opened a bottle. To my surprise, it tasted just right.
To my right, there’s a copy of Style Statement, which I’m still trying to get over the genius of. I’ve been borrowing it for months from a friend, and just last night, I narrowed things down and figured out the style statement that resonates for me: genuine magic. It surprises me, and it also makes total sense.
To my left, there’s an enormous (artificial) Christmas tree. We’ve had it up since, I think, the week after Halloween. Mary decided she wanted to really get into Christmas this year, and so she did. I’m glad.
Last night, at 8:34 pm, she decided that we needed to go and get a wreath. Right that very minute. I didn’t want to go out. It was warm inside, cold outside. It had been a rough week. But I went, and it was a blast. I called a friend and wished her a happy birthday during the bus ride. We found our perfect wreath, for $9, within about a minute of getting off the bus. And now our apartment smells like Christmas every time I come in the door.
Right this minute, I’m feeling wonderfully cozy. At the back of my throat, and reaching down into my chest, I can feel some sorrow. In my head, I have a bubbly sort of light feeling of excitement.
Right this minute, where are you?
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Genuine magic. Mmmmm. I can see that. I remember looking at that book before but I didn’t think the library would have it so I moved it to the back of my mind. I really should check if they do.
Right this minute, I am feeling peaceful and at home. I am wearing red. I just made/ate a couple of pancakes and washed some dishes. The pup is wrapped up in blankets on the bed, having his post-dinner nap. The sky outside is dark. I am deciding whether to work or listen to something or watch something. All is well in my little world.
I love this post! These fleeting moments of pure emotion are my favorite. Today I did nothing but crank up the heat in my apartment listened to Motown and read my book. It was a rare day of solitude which I was so very thankful for.
Oh, Kylie, this is beautiful and I so feel you.
Right now, I’m sitting in my studio, marveling at how the work never seems to get done and yet excited about the prospect of more of the same coming into my life. I’m getting over a cold and am debating the benefits of a free dinner that will definitely involve chatting with strangers ~ would I rather go home and be alone?
I’m feeling so grateful these days for the good and the bad. I feel like I’m rich with good things and good people and am happy to have it all in my life.
this is beautiful– I love you Kylie!
right this moment–
I’m listening to a youtube video of a live version of a song that a friend performed. this friend expressed romantic interest in me and I backed away. but I still love his music. it’s a bittersweet story.
I am in Brossard, Quebec, in my sister’s house. the baby (her baby) just made a cry.
I felt deep sorrow, loneliness, and apathy earlier. thankfully, it’s abating.
I’m trying to sort out where I am, right now, in this moment.
What a lovely post.
Right now, I’m sitting here with a fire blazing in the woodstove, a box of kleenex to the right of me and the cat I’m horribly allergic to lying on “her” pillow, to the left of me. I’m writing a blog post about “the things we do for love,” and it involves the cat. I am trying to shake this feeling of the blues that settled over me today.
Elizabeth: Yes; check the library again. I think you’ll love it, and get a lot out of it. Your evening sounds lovely. I especially enjoy that it involved pancakes. Dinner pancakes! You’re always full of genius ideas like that.
Terra: I can picture your day perfectly. It sounds wonderful. You have such a great home for reading and cleaning and Motown-listening.
Tiffany: Mmm. Even though I haven’t seen your studio in the flesh, now I feel like I know just what it’s like, in the early evening. I hope whatever you decided on was just what you needed. And so glad you’re feeling rich with what’s in your life right now. Mwah!
Sui: I love you, too, sweet Sui! I very much want to go to Quebec someday soon. Good to know I know somebody who has people up there.