Getting ready for pizza and fries tonight. Crunched some fallen dried autumn leaves this afternoon. Fragile and brittle and beautiful. I want to lay on a warm blanket placed on a unending bed of green grass and stare lazily and dreamily at the sky above. I forget where I am when enraptured by the sky. Thinking that Jewel is rather lovely and irresistable in a perfectly imperfect way. I am waiting for my husband to return home. Because I love him.