It's a quiet night at home and I'm off for the evening. The lighting is soft and the house is still except for the dog snores coming from the foot of the bed and the sappy romantic comedy that's playing on TV. I have knitting on my lap and I am reading blogs and stretching out the dark rainy hours until James comes home from a Halo-fest at his friend Steve's.
It's nice to forget the world and retreat to my bedroom. Outside there is so much effort. There are people to impress, to-do lists to complete, and photo assignments. Here in my room there is a soft bed and soft light and a place to dream away the time until my next photograph.
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