Espresso, thoughts, more for this new project.  Taking a second.  Music on…. Looking at fasting counter, which is now stopped of course having had lunch just a bit ago.

15+hours, but it doesn’t matter.  No run today.  No interest or energy for it.  Only ‘cause I waited too long.  Not tomorrow.  It’ll be different.  Making that promise to the SELF.

The calendar, filling.  Composition sneaks up, quietly.  So welcomed…. It shows up while sipping the espresso, looking at the cup with no intent, mid sip, mid stare-into-space. 

It asks nothing dramatic, only presence.  When we offer it, even briefly, the day softens. Not fixed, just softened.  And sometimes, softened is the miracle we needed.  Here, in the otherwise plain.  Meditation counts today.