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Sunday, November 7, 2010

Against the walls, on the windowsills, upon the book shelves and even on the floor, there are rows and rows of candles. We will light them all and bring the sun inside. And it might take a little while. Might take a few tears, a few tantrums, except we stopped fearing those long ago.

We will illuminate ourselves. We will illuminate each other. We will sit and watch the spectacle until all that's left is wax stubs. We might lie on our backs, maybe even face each other, whatever is more comfortable. We will wait for the light to die, then in beautiful united exhaustion You and I will fall asleep. Drifting together elsewhere. And you won't have to worry about waking up every few hours. That's when you'll know. For sure. If you don't already.