But now, I think of
I feel compelled to mark this day. Why? The universe only knows. It is quite a dreary day and the weather changed suddenly about five minutes ago. I feel like I am in the Chi. Maybe I'm being prepared for my imminent return.
A sudden downpour has turned to snow, the big fat flakes with a bit of a violent streak...
But I have the good fortune to be inside a little café sipping a café crème while watching Mother Nature throw her temper tantrum.
I am a lucky girl. I know this. I didn't before 2005.
A Jack Russell Terrier, presumably belonging to the owner but maybe not. Perhaps the girl who made my coffee. He's up and ready for action now, much like the weather has changed so suddenly, first lying curled up in his bed fighting sleep and then in a split second up surveying the weather situation and making his rounds in the café.
Right now there is the most fabulous jazz radio station playing--none of that WNUA stuff. Despite all of the adversity, I realize
But I told you, I feel good now. I know more. I'm closer to being ready for her...