Outside my window . . . it is a bright, flawless day filled with hope, opportunities, and activities.
I am thinking . . . about how long it has been since I published new material here. More than five years during which my life changed in virtually every way imaginable.
I am thankful for . . . every aspect of my life experience. I live a life of gratitude.
I am wearing . . . business attire because it is Monday morning and I am going to begin my workday momentarily.
I am remembering . . . the events that caused me to establish this site more than eight years ago. They are a distant memory, no longer relevant as experiences that inform who I am today.
I am going . . . out of town for business, as I do nearly every week.
I am currently reading . . . “Change of Heart” by Jodi Picoult.
I am hoping . . . that the new content I am planning to publish here finds a receptive, generous, supportive, and appreciative audience.
On my mind . . . are all the topics I want to write about, as time permits.
Noticing that . . . the crepe myrtle tree blooming in my backyard has scattered small k blossoms all over my patio, but they are such a vibrant shade of pink I am actually disappointed to realize that the gardener will be here shortly and he will blow them all away.
Pondering these words . . . “I’m quirky, silly, blunt, and broken. My days are sometimes too dark, and my nights are sometimes too long. I often trip over my own insecurities. I require attention, long for passion, and wish to be desired. I use music to speak when words fail me, even though words are as important to me as the air I breathe. I love hard and with all that I have . . . and even with my faults, I am worth loving.” (Danu Grayson) It is an apt description of me at this point in my life.
Around the house . . . it is quiet, clean, orderly. As I love and need it to be.
One of my favorite things . . . is spending time with family as I did yesterday.
A photo I am sharing today: I snapped this photo from the rear of the seventh deck while on a cruise a couple of years ago. I was fascinated watching the wake the ship left as it sped over the water. Looking into the distance, I saw only water and the horizon in every direction as I stood alone on that deck. The feeling was a combination of exhilaration and terror. It was so beautiful and peaceful, yet unsettling to contemplate how utterly alone we all are. It seemed appropriate for today as I consider the life events and changes that kept me from adding new content to this site, and anticipate writing here again.
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