just enough.

I will now turn an everyday situation into a long descriptive thing.


It's just Saturday morning? Afternoon? No morning. Just 1. I slept until twelve. I'd wake up not fully awake and then look at the time. drift off into unconsciousness again. It's a lovely day and not an extremely hot day. Just a mild, sunny wana-go-for-a-walk? -type of day. But the room is dark. The curtains are retaining the sunlight from entering and sharing it's glow with the room. But despite that I know it's still sunny. I know because I know the affect that the sun has on my windows even when it's dark...making the pink curtains transparent and through them the blinds are black but the spaces between them are lit up, lit up luminously but only as a sample of what the sun if offering the day. They're more like lines of white light. And even though the room's not full of it, those lit up lines and spaces between each one of the blinds are enough.. I give off just enough light and not all of it but sometimes...I give off as much light as I possibly can. Sometimes. Always? I can't. But they? Can. But I appreciate them because they're enough. until I decide to get up and do something likemakethebed or read or workonmyproject...maybe it won't be enough in like five minutes. or maybe it still will be. but for now it's enoughhh.