Brand new day. Monday. New week. Full of hopes and promises. Dreams and visions. Smiles and joy. Cheerful balloons and paper mache. Calligraphic fortunes inscribed in a will of sorts, rock solid stories and all I need is coffee. Got some?! Tomorrow is going to be alright. Brilliant. Exquisite. Radiant. Scented. Never promised but it will be. I see it. I smell it. Fill up the tank and the basket. Drive. Keep going. Just keep going, trekking through, as fast as you can and when you find that door, open it. Let yourself in. Take a seat. Love. Say a prayer. Make yourself a meal, add a tad red pepper to it. You are home!