My new slippers make me forget how to walk the regular way.
I shuffle and glide and puff by like I’m on a cloud.
It is a good way to enter 2012, I think.
A little light, a little heavy, and shuffling around my kitchen. Glue and markers strewn about, the children in regal costumes, frothy chai drips on the counter, the thump of a guitar on the radio.
And, here we go.
Sending love and light to you all in this bright new year.