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Yellow light slips through the front window, breathing warmth upon Phillip huddled against the sofa's edge. He welcomes this light, allows it to penetrate his creased brow like a healing balm. The silence of this early hour allows thoughts to flit about Phillip's head, thoughts resounding again and again,"Your health, your work is gone." Thoughts reminding, "Life is finite."
The sun slowly, steadily climbs and darkness, shade by shade, disappears. A wave of comfort rides in the light. Gently it sifts through the yellow light and settles into the silence. It envelops his thoughts, slows them, steadies them, assures him all is well.
Phillip remains at the sofa's edge, not wanting to move, enjoying the brevity of the moment. He knows all too soon everyday life will once again slam him, try to rid him of the assurance this morning Son has offered.
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