Woke up feeling bright this morning. It helps to be kissed goodnight and the covers tucked around my shoulders. It helps to have a neat little red laptop named Trevon in the mornings and Cheerios, and it helps to be picked up on the way to the gym and to spend an hour looking down at myself, wondering.
I have all these things-- a bottle of bubbles, plans for Thai food for lunch, good books, good coffee, tree-dreams, a full set of keys, new music piping though my earbuds.
I'm pretty proud of myself for being on my feet today. Not that it was almost a case of me not standing on my feet, but that I've, well, got some vigor in me today. Here, needed.
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