Given the choice between indoor commotion and starlight, I choose starlight.
Given the choice between doing the never ending dishes and listening to the trees rustle in the wind, I choose trees.
Given the choice between the overlapping sounds of my son practicing violin with a WWII movie on TV and the sounds of the night, I choose night.
Who needs to run away from home when you can open the sliding doors, and step into the magic of the backyard at night, as the chimes chime, and the wild dog settles from ball chasing, into stick chewing, and I can hear myself think, yet again.
All I needed was starlight, trees and the night.
Yes, sometimes life is all about the choices.
~ Janean


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