Calm and working

Another one is soon. A couple of days and I’ll release her. My house is creaking with heat and water. The heartbeat of wood and stone is not like our own. There is no rhythm, I can hear, but it does not mean there isn’t one. A whisper, a knock, a ding. Each doorway is speaking to the next until my house is full of conversation.
I’ve been terribly busy at work, but calm. A calm I haven’t felt in a long time, a lightness I haven’t felt in a long time. I’m working and calm.
I’ll be working tomorrow. Maybe I’ll finish my poem. Hopefully I’ll be done early at the office to enjoy the sun. If not – I’ll enjoy the night and all the sharp stars that appear with it.
I’ve been dreaming dreams.

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