Pie Day.

Home with kids.  No time to write, especially at this time of day.  11:33

Getting Henry in a bit.  Motion in all directions, but somehow I decide to STOP letting the motion dictate mine.

Later, to park.  The day, weather, perfect.  Sonoma County, embodied and personified.  Deciding everything is for ME, this Story, this life.. ME.

I woke up a different writer this morning, no joke.  Don’t have time to explain, just know.  We can all do this, decide and write newly the day, any day we want.

This condo, this sitting, Oliver the dog walking from the loft into the kitchen to sit next to leg right, teaching me.  Mindful, aware, present, grateful, humble… Studying.