24 - December 4

Topic:  A map of a daydream.

     The day was sublime ... I had a thousand and one things to do in the house and I decided to blow it all off for an hour or two.  Until Scott got home from work, anyway.  He was supposed to pick up Sarah from school so I had nothing to distract me for the next little bit of time.  I felt like a thief! 
     I scrambled up into the sling.  It was a bit awkward but once I was finally in it, it really was quite comfortable!  I opened the book ... and it wasn't long before my eyelids were starting to droop.  No reading for me!  I picked up my pen, opened the book to the most recent clean page ... and wrote "bliss ..."
     The heat was working her magic!  Oh! I'm going to close my eyes for just a second and feel like a golden glow was washing over me.  The heat is like liquid, and I am blanketed in the most deliciously warm feeling I've had in a long time. 
     I feel the light breeze drift lazily across my skin.  Maybe even the light tickle of a butterfly's wings.  I can almost smell the flowers in the meadow across the road from us. A sweet, tartish smell played with my nostrils, a smell that reminded me of my younger days in grade school.  I remember a day, far in the distant fog of days gone by where I forgot where I was and became so overwhelmed with the meadow and flowers that I danced ... yes, really danced! into the middle of the open area.  I heard a melody, like a trill of a flute and a rhythm like the beating of my heart, and I closed my eyes and just moved however I wanted to the song in my head.  The tall blades of grass, some capped with delicate flowers, swayed with me, accompanying me as my partners of grace.  I opened my arms and twirled, watching my skirt flare out around me and ripple with movement.  My face upturned to the sun, bathed in the warmth of her rays, and moving as I wished to the song in my head, around and around, because I knew no one was watching. 
     A horn honked ... Scott was home.
     "Mommy! Mommy!" I heard a little voice almost directly after the distant slamming of the car door.
     "Over here, Honey!" I raised my head, shielded my eyes and called out.
     "What are you doing?  Are you sleeping in Daddy's ham - mock?" she forced the strange word out her mouth.
     "Kind of ... I started to do some reading but got sleepy and then I tried to do some writing and got really sleepy .."
     "Can I see?" she leaned in towards me and almost sent me swinging.
     "Sure," I said.  "Wanna join me for a minute?"
     "Yes!" Sarah squealed with excitement.
     I lifted her up and she immediately snuggled into my side and opened my journal.  "Mommy, look!" she pointed at some really strange markings on the last page.
     I looked, puzzled. 
     "Mommy, it looks like you drew your daydream!  Maybe this is a map of where you went when you were dreaming!" she smiled at her thought. 
      Maybe ... since I don't remember setting my pen down ... maybe she's right!