Someday I’ll Linger
There is always something somewhere compelling me to move on; a dog needing to be let out, a dependent needing a ride, a meal needing to be prepared, homework needing supervision, laundry to be wrestled with, not to mention work. Responsibilities are perpetually calling me.
To dwell on my thoughts, a wistful painting, a great book, rich conversation with a friend, is an ambition I aspire to.
Lingering is luxury I do not have.
A lot from Lydia 