From The Bedroom
My bedroom is my solitude. My space. Away from the world outside. My bedroom is a place where everything remains in ballence, infact unless a natural desaster took place nothing poses it a threat at all. Safety.
I have always admired the view from my bedroom window, it looks out over the town and out to open feilds. It’s west facing so I can always rely on a good view of the sunset.
I’m currently blessed with the sounds of birdsong through my open window, a blessing indeed.
I would like to have a point today better than this, but I don’t… Excluding the tip into my garden today I haven’t left the house, quite a tragic shame as it does look like such a nice day has yet again passed me by.
Due to the fact I have nothing interesting to say today I will simply stop talking now, goodbye.
Tags: Bed, George, Maier, room
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