A Room of My Own

So I do have a room; it's not my own, but I love it. I am staying with a friend, Sharon Morgan, for a while.
I woke up this morning to the whisper of wind chimes outside and the sun glowing through the window overhead. Patches barked eagerly and scratched at the door. "Go away," I groaned pulling the covers over my shoulders.
His bark turned into a shrill cry. He whined in little helpless barks. I shot out of the layered blankets. Something must be wrong with Sharon, I thought.
I darted around the corner to find her bedroom empty.
"What is it Patches what's wrong?" He looked up at me plainly.
"You woke me up for nothing?" I snapped.
I sat back down on the bed unzipping my scripture case. I must have dreamed something awful because I felt terrible. I felt really alone. Manny--the black and white cat-- sprung up on the bed with me. She purred quietly as I read. She occasionally gazed up at me: her pale-green eyes with narrow black slits. (Manny is such a majestic looking cat).
I knew reading my scriptures would help. They always seem to bring gradual morsels of comfort. Some small line caught my attention, and it literally put me at ease. I am not sure how God's power works, but his words are so healing.

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Crystal and I talked about the things we really miss from our missions. We decided that structure is a huge part. I miss having so much purpose each day. Things are so clear. I knew what I needed to get done each day, and we always had a plan.
Yes, watching movies like A Room With a View is always nice, but I miss accomplishing so much in one day. I know that I will feel more of that structure once school starts. However, I am trying to figure out how to construct my days until then.
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I am reading Josh Ritter's book Bright's Passage . It's great so far. I love the way that his detail moves. He has a keen sight for detail and he gives it purpose (which I love). His prose reminds me a lot of his music. I can almost hear that same rhythm in his book. Yet, there are some themes that I don't connect with, and I am not sure what he is going to do with them. We'll see. . .
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This spot in the house is all I seem to need lately. It's so quiet.

The Shelf and the view