Moments in my kitchen

A pink haze pushed away the night sky only to be covered up by grey clouds.


I sit at my kitchen table, every few minutes I look up out my window anticipating rain. Power lines, the tops of a few trees and the lovely grey sky create my view. I'm hoping for a long day of rain. I like the soft grey daylight. The world always feels gentler when it's like this. 


In my little apartment the kitchen is my favorite room. I'm not fond of cooking or other kitchen related activities. But this is a good room. From dawn to dusk it's filled with light. If I stand at the window I can see down the little back alley of where I lived as a small child. It's like looking out at a memory.