It Feels Late

As the day wanes and I long for bed, it feels late. I ponder. As night recedes and daylight comes, I consider the day ahead, and again I long for bed. I ponder. It feels late both ways, I ponder. Maybe less ponder, more doing, sleeping, then it won’t feel late.

Cliche’ For A Reason: Teamwork Makes The Dream Work

Watched the Golden State Warriors go up 3 games to 2 games against the Boston Celtics. Strong performances by players OTHER than Clay Thompson and Steph Curry stood out. Green’s been flat; not tonight. Poole and Payton off the bench tossed in a bunch; and came unglued, a triple double, Fun to watch, team work, …

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Bird Song

One of my favorite things, Early morning, the sun coming up, Light maybe just over the horizon, Birds in my neighborhood, in full song, Greeting one another, greeting the day, Light through the window, through green branches just outside, I’m a little outside my own mind, self, Seeking the rhythm of the day. GOOD.