It’s ON


Thanksgiving, I mean. We’re on our way. I woke at 6, full of an unfamiliar energy that wasn’t born of discomfort. I flew into making PB&Js for our car trip, made myself some breakfast, and greeted the sleepyheads as they emerged confused from their room. Then I had a second breakfast – J’s fabulous challah French toast, which I’d been missing for three weeks. There was a gloom-and-doom weather forecast which seems to have lost its teeth. Life, I love you – all is groovy.

2 thoughts on “It’s ON

    1. The image search has become part of the creative process, for sure. I don’t start writing until I’ve found an image and it’s rarely the one I thought I’d find. (In this case it was pretty straightforward actually.)


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