Seems these days have a pattern to them. Am, I get up feeling like crap....Tap. Wave the magic Dain wand. Be a bit foggy. Then realize something important,
A word from 365 reasons to write....let your animal totem write for you.
Boy did that ring loud. I cried out the gratitude of it.
Not sure what is next...Surprise me, Mother.
The pieces of the Dog picture fall more into place. Yoga and walking are coming back into the picture.
So has Steven King. And a new idea about The Memoirs. Tell the tale from the point of Little Wolf and see what that does.That was what happen this am.
Tomorrow I am putting back an old regimen. Up at 5:00 get the lawn going.
Tea and blogging....then Memoirs. Like last year at the beach, my before 9:00am is all mine....and the Divine's.
Surprise me, Mother.
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