Nostalgia is nuzzling into this room and it seems to me that I have little control of it's presence.
I'm considering the coming matrimony and the previous fight.
the coming occupation and the previous season.
the coming day and the current heart ache.
If I had it my way i would remain in this room and daydream about what's to come. This shabby chic quilt would support my thoughts. this is what it was made for-- days like today.
little did she know when stitching these squares that it's very presence would be all the more lovely in the fall of 2010.
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