Life gets to playback sometimes, it is music but never a do-over. It blissfully travels through the traceable road map, its history. Look through the catalog with magnifying glasses, yours is being carved as we speak. Some thrilling, others nondestructive and many unassuming. Adjust accordingly; the sound, there is!
Half way through the year and wondering what life has installed for and will bring us. Relying on faith that the universe will take care of itself and will always be pretty. Tomorrow shall be as tomorrow will be. Stay well. Stay safe. Live life to the fullest as tomorrow always tells a story.
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!
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