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06-22-07|
3:44 pm
Some days I wake up and I want to whistle, only I can't. I can't do cartwheels, either, or I would do them too. Joy strikes me so often that I want to spin upside down and I'm quite frustrated that I can't. The sun! Cloudless skies, cloudy skies, the smell of rain, a thunderstorm, a bright glowing moon--who cares! Whatever is in the sky: we are lucky to be looking at it. I am lucky to be looking at it, lucky to spend luxurious mornings with the people I love, lucky to work and afford things I want. Things are balanced. I am happy. Five to ten pounds heavier than last summer! But happy. |