….. This first day has a been a storm, not just with the rain but content and questions being answered by the scene itself. Leaving in about 20 for another errand.  Peace overtakes me.  This new year, this first day, even after the horrible sleep last night interrupted by canine anxiety and fireworks and explosions…

I fucking did it. 6.32 miles, 8:47 per. Not bad.  In fact, I’m surprised I did that well, considering how fucked my/our sleep was last night. Little after 13:00.  Thinking of either getting out of the house and writing or driving somewhere to take pictures.  Either one or the other Mikey, can’t have both.  And……

Thursday January 1st, 2026:  HERE. Ready for everything.  Creating EVERYTHING.  That I need, want, think or dream of, slightly fancy.  Doing all of it. 08:54, home office.  Latte sipped slow as always, and me thinking of a rain run.  Taking a break… 11:06.  Nap and an early lunch, didn’t sleep well last night so doing…