It's one thing to be hard at work from dawn till dusk,so tired you fall into bed and don't get up until the sun
can join you. And you didn't get to all the things you
thought you'd do, before you dropped, exhausted,
off to sleep. It's quite another when the day was filled
with pleasant serendipities and seeing friends and finding
someone's Christmas present early and the beach and
so much peace and calm that by the time you drifted
off to sleep, or were about to, and you thought of something
you'd forgotten to accomplish, it was just too late. A surplus
of sweet memories. How often do such days occur?
(c) Ellen Gillette, 2014
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