A Writer's Life

By Awriterslife

4. Where I sit

To be honest, I didn't sit there. I napped, floating. Oh, and I didn't take this picture either. Since i was having dinner at my sister-in-laws, I had planned to photograph the spot I used to sit in while growing up, whenever I needed to escape. But the pool was way too inviting, so I didn't make it there.

In other news: I fell asleep around 6:30 (am). I saw the sky get lighter, from deep blue to light. No reason, just random bout of insomnia.

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