It was 10 degrees warmer when I woke up this morning than it is now. It’s just plain nasty out. Time for gratitude?
Gratitude
Homemade, by someone else, cookies. Hot coffee. Cold beer. Zoom yoga. Origami with a friend. Great tax loophole for residents of the asylum. Almost ½ of my yearly “room and board” charges are tax deductible as a “medical expense”. I don’t approve of tax loopholes. But, I am not dumb enough to turn one down. My 9 year old Kindle. Handmade, by someone else, wool socks.
Yes indeed, no one who worked for you would say you were dumb. Always sharp as a knife. Yet I think there was ever an underlying goodness and you were never boring.
Good years. Seems like yesterday even though it’s far away. Be a shame when all those times join the stream.