The wind... out the window..

Is going north..

I saw two leaves twirl toward me..

I sit next to Coco curled up by me..

Her cute face resting on the blanket draped over the chairs..

The dude on tv states his lines but I'm not digging the vibe.. the whole show is full of strained and forced attitudes and sentiments.. unnatural to true feelings and void of fluid chemistry.. i blame the director .. false feelings

I'm waiting for my time to hold the remote..

Dust falls around me.. pieces of crumbled biscuits are scattered on the floor...

The freezer runs it course..

In the fridge there sits the remains of a 20 lbs turkey.. a bone on a plate .. i didn't want to bother with this holiday but roasts are underrated and the scent of the bird from the oven changed my mind and warmed my thoughts.. some days ago..

The dogs look out the window.. as a car drives by.. they lay around on pillows..

And from here i hear them sigh