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April 10, 2007


"Sing then, O Muse, about ... yourself!" What's your muse like?

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Posted by: kipp at April 10, 2007 8:49 AM · Permalink

The Beginning of my 100words Addiction:

A gentle sigh stirs me from my sleep. I’ve become accustomed to sleeping in this tiny recliner, wedged against my grandmother’s bed, where she now calls home. I hold her hand, she sighs again, and a little smile crosses her pretty face. I hope she’s dreaming of grandpa.

The days are long and boring in this place, the nights fitful and forever, but here I must be, assisted living isn’t assisted enough, when you’re sick.

There’s inspiration here among the long-lived, a gentle sigh, of experience and understanding. I breathe it in, and scribble on a pad. I’ll post later.

Posted by: kipp (kasac) at April 10, 2007 11:27 AM · Permalink

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