“The sweetest sound in all the world is the sound of what happens.”

-Fionn MacCumhaill

When I woke this morning…the birds were singing.

I opened my eyes, and the last image of a vibrant dream hovered like a hologram just in front of me.

No one spoke, and there wasn’t a single sarcasm thrown my way…

No one laughed, or lied to me. I went to the store and didn’t tell anyone where I was going…

nor did I call home to see if there was anything I needed.

I drove home… slowly…and sat for a long time looking into the woods without worrying if I was wasting time.

I watched the river flow by…always to the sea.

I painted most of the day, and no one commented that I should be doing something that actually makes money…and then…I played the music loud, without ever turning it down.

I had exactly what I wanted for dinner.

I laughed, and thought…and then didn’t think for a long time;

and spoke to a beautiful woman who has loved me forever.

No one was angry at me all day.

No one screamed (expletive deleted)…or criticized or complained.

I slept without fear or anxiety and woke again with the sun…

Thinking only of today…and,

 how perfect it was going to be.



~ by theoxherd on July 6, 2016.

One Response to “Abrenuntio”

  1. Ah, the joys of being beholden to no one but yourself.

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