Tuesday, August 27, 2013


I sit.  Stopped.  
My beloved went off to work out alone with the trainer.  I woke up on a trajectory to sure difficulty if I continued the way I began.  
I am in the blue chair, drinking coffee.  I consider a new beginning, a new trajectory.  The one important thing today is grocery shopping.  The next is a meeting with my daughter*s teacher this evening.  It is hot and humid outside.  It is even humid indoors.
I sit. Stopped.
I consider a new beginning to the day.

Awake and moving
Far too quickly this morning
I stopped.  Took note.  Stopped.

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