Striking down the mundane and dastardly while retaining a certain obscure turn of phrase, denoting something elusive yet concrete.
6/14/2009
The horizon
The best thing about my house is that I look out over a huge field, and can see the entire sky as I work in my office.
I've just put the kids to bed after a long struggle, and I suspect my son is going to start crying out at any minute to be rocked to sleep. I've got several hours of work ahead of me before I can go to bed. The dishes aren't done. Toys are strewn everywhere.
But, I can stare out of this window, and see the clouds drifting across the sky. That allows me to take a deep pause and inhale a deep breath so I can get going with what needs to be done.
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