The Usual
A daily ritual, a weekly rite
Constructing a haven, a familiar sight
To plan ahead, to establish routine
Habitual, typical, plate wiped clean
A morning dance or an evening prayer
Something one feels that will always be there
A safety zone, freedom from random chance
Predictably exempt from happenstance
A space of one's own, divine and pristine
That is, 'til life chooses to intervene
-Curiosa
Constructing a haven, a familiar sight
To plan ahead, to establish routine
Habitual, typical, plate wiped clean
A morning dance or an evening prayer
Something one feels that will always be there
A safety zone, freedom from random chance
Predictably exempt from happenstance
A space of one's own, divine and pristine
That is, 'til life chooses to intervene
-Curiosa
posted by Curiosa at 11:38 PM
5 Comments:
"Predictably exempt from happenstance"
I fear I have developed somewhat of a crush on you. Hard not to do that when you write things like that. Beautiful.
Back of, she's taken!
(j/k).
Agree on the writing... very skillful. I just wish she could post some hot H&M bodyshot as an early christmas present =)
Wow, boys. Do I sense a little tension in the air?
Mli, easy now...
I just generally have a thing for people who handle words in such a lovely way. And reading your blog you seem like a level-headed, intelligent woman with a great sense of humor. Which are all good things, no?
eff, mli;
Since it is the case the 3 of us have fallen in love with this lady's words/body-shots, could I suggest settling things the old-fashioned European way, challeging you both to a duel? Or is it a "threel"? [insert dumb Santa's ho ho ho] May the best blogger win!!!
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