A Jug of Wine, a Loaf of Bread, and Thou
Jun. 2nd, 2010 07:24 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
desperanceOkay. I have shopped - for many things, as it turned out, not excluding tonic. I have brought home vegetables, and also eggs.
In nineteen pages' time, I will be halfway through these revisions. I have the time, I have the craft. Dinner can wait. I have wine, and gin if I need it; I have fresh sourdough and olive oil. Annacat. A hot cat. I can't work out if he thinks my lap is cooler than the window, or pleasantly warm now that the sun's moved on. Whichever, it is hotter with a Barry in it. No doubt that will inspire me. Engines run, I believe, hot.
In nineteen pages' time, I will be halfway through these revisions. I have the time, I have the craft. Dinner can wait. I have wine, and gin if I need it; I have fresh sourdough and olive oil. Annacat. A hot cat. I can't work out if he thinks my lap is cooler than the window, or pleasantly warm now that the sun's moved on. Whichever, it is hotter with a Barry in it. No doubt that will inspire me. Engines run, I believe, hot.