a stack of books, including one that is a ruse, a wooden book with a hollowed hiding place, capable of the quickest deception. and the heart says whatever, i don't care about your band, mountains beyond mountains, prozac nation, contemporary short stories, coming & crying, bossypants. a juxtaposition from the other stack of books on my desk, getting to yes, trial advocacy, bender's immigration and nationality act pamphlet (which is deceptively not a pamphlet at all), the collaborative way to divorce, administrative law and regulatory policy (& so on).

on top of my books - a kate spade circular box, on top of that, a limoge for any jewels that make it to bed with me.

and flowers (rananculous) in a waterford vase, and a another waterford shallow bowl that i keep random things - a pen for latenight thoughts, nailpolish, a credit card, and an onyx necklace at the moment.

assorted glasses from my before-bed water, and a photo of us in egypt in a frame. the frame is weathered wood, reminds me of summer, gorgeous and preppy and perfect.

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