sleeping over on the night of the first snowfall
14 November 2004
9:51 p.m.
I am thinking, mostly, of fleece pajamas printed with penguins. And the slant of light reflecting from snow that fills a room with brushed brightness in the darkest hours before dawn. And that tender moment of a woman sighing in her sleep--when the silence afterwards could break your heart with its fullness. There are beautiful moments unaccountable to words.
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