Wish

February 27, 2006 § 1 Comment

I am lying in bed in a house on the ocean. The windows are open, and all I can hear is the slow breaking of waves. There is no telephone to answer, no newspaper to collect in the morning. The nearest city is a hundred miles away.

I fall asleep with arms around me and dream about nothing at all.

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