the music of stillness

it's been a quiet day. i left home at 6:00 a.m. and came home early from school so i could practice harp. i have a very big gig for 500 middleaged people in cocktail dress. i have been non-stop working. my brain feels silky and smooth. i just helped my parents cook for 40 children. while i was in the kitchen peeling some butternutt squash, i found my dog cedric just like this. and i thought it fitted my day's mood to the perfection. did that make sense?