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December 11, 2002
What I want right now: The feel of flannel sheets on my feet; cool in the places I haven't yet put my legs, warm and soft like a favorite stuffed animal from babyhood. To sink into my firm but soft bed, to pull the reassuring gentle weight of old handmade quilts over my tired body. To let my head settle into the down of my favorite pillow. The raking cold blue light and gusting wind of an icy midwinter afternoon makes me descend deeper into my cocoon. To relax, melt, close my eyes, and sleep the sleep of blissful nihil.