S is for Seasofme
by sloanranger
Sleepy eyes open.
She has come from a deep sleep and she is smiling. Her bed is comfortable and for a moment she scrunches down and luxuriates in her sunshine-smelling sheets.
Still smiling to herself about the dream she's woken from, she rises and starts coffee.
She carries her cup to the door and looks out onto the day... and to her Africa. A bird caws and a small swarm of bees buzz, they break the gentle quiet of the morning ... of her Africa.
Several minutes later she is sunk deep within her bath waters. She slides expensive soap onto her wet, silken skin.
Soon after, she has more coffee - she stops at four cups, but sometimes she may have part of her coffee at work.
She enjoys her work, so it must be a happy place. Occasionally -
Something wonderful happens. A miracle.
Stumbling upon a word, or phrase or an idea...
She logs onto to Wattpad...
Shyly selecting her name and face for the day. And then...
Sheer poetry pours forth from somewhere deep -
Somewhere that love and joy abide. All of this, from the genius and beauty that is...
@seasofme.
