Our Place

We didn't end up leaving the stable yesterday. We talked about flying away extensively and where we would go. We never went anywhere, but in the end I think that is what we needed. Sometimes talk is just as important as action. Of course action is needed to fulfill one's wishes. It isn't always to necessary to act though. At least not in the body. Ignite the desires of the mind, and the rest will follow. Ideas are wonderful. Ideas are beautiful. It lifts our spirits to talk greatly. Peter sporadically visited us throughout the day bringing us various items. First he brought a lamp, then furniture, after that toiletries. Before we knew it he brought everything but the sink, and would you believe he brought that too? At the end of the day, I could hardly recognize it as the loft we once knew. We had a carpet, a bed, electricity, and running water. Most importantly, we had a place to call our own. It was amazing. Peter apologized many times about the appearance of our room. Even after the final touches were put in place. He said he would still try his best to get us out of there. I hope he doesn't. I can't imagine anything better than this now.