i closed the door and felt the key in my hand.

i wondered what i would discover once i walked outside.

i turned the knob to open the front door.

i realized my filing was not up to date.

i took a closer look at my desk.

i noticed the morning light falling on the paper shredder.

i noticed behind the tablecloth's woven fibers, the mark on the table.

i thought about taking my knives and forks on a picnic and then eating with my fingers.

i turned off the burner on the stove.

i watched the light go out when i closed the refrigerator door.

i realized instead of photo's, i had paper towels magnetized to my refrigerator.

i placed the wooden tray by the bookshelf.

i ate a banana for breakfast and decided to make a sandwich for lunch.

i turned off the lamp and opened the curtains to the light.

i discovered i had forgotten to make my breakfast "gruel" in the crockpot.

i saw the sun illuminate the candles.

i closed my book and took one last look at my reading chair.

i moved the chair.

i rolled up my placemat and remembered the aromas and tastes of lunch.

i placed some rocks in the window.

i wondered if the markings on the concrete porch could be modern petrogyphs.

i told myself that the white-blooming crepe myrtle trees looked like ice cream cones lining the street.

i looked at the night light and thought of sunny tropical beaches.

i placed a red heirloom tomato in a white bowl.

i remembered the night's full moon.

i savored the idea of dessert.

i watched the rain fall like confetti.

i wondered...it is about the ragged edges?

i noticed vases of shadows on the wall.

i lit a candle and noticed the dark.

i squint through the water in the fish bowl and look at the marbles.

i turn on the living room light and then decide to sit in the kitchen.

i nearly missed seeing the pecan tree's first spring leaf.

i see a crepe myrtle tree "blooming" yellow roses.

i turned on the oven light.

i realized i liked dishwashing because of the bubbles.

i see the lamp, not illuminated by electricity, but by early morning sunlight.

i look outside to see if what feels like winter might actually be the beginning of spring.

i see shadows touching the light.

i let the sun shine in.

i consider putting on makeup.

i placed the stool by the stainless steel table.

i looked at the ceiling light.

i was drawn to possibilities.

i turned out the lights.

i finished a cup of green tea.