“This has been a day,” I said to myself, and anyone who would listen.
Three days into the work-week, I found myself saying it three days in a row.
“This has been a week,” became the new mantra.
And breaking the hump of the week has broken my spirit a little bit, which is precisely when I stopped in my steps and took stock of the moment. The day had turned sunny and warm – warmer than I can remember it being at any point this year – a very happy sign, a sign we are on the right track, and that little dose of sunlight carried me over the Wednesday hump.
When out of energy or time, as I found myself when trying to write this post, the easy way out is to look back – and so it is that I dug out this old photo, and a few old posts that follow. Enjoy the pause, enjoy the shift in weather, enjoy the possibility of spring on the wind.
Making a rope of words, a beautiful rope of words.
Getting into David Beckham’s underwear.
A 21st Century Renaissance Man.
A cozy night with the twins, a decade ago.
Sooner or later I always get my man.
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