August 26, 2020

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When the world seems untenable, my go-to move is to simply sit in the same old place and wait. It slows my heart rate and my mind drifts away from the turmoil of the day as the anticipation wells up from somewhere deep. What colors will it be tonight? Will those clouds hang in there? Will low clouds sneak in and if so what colors will they become? All I know is that no two endings of a day are the same. Simple math means then, that no two beginnings are either. Nothing ever becomes what we think its going to become, therefore encouraging us to be ready for anything. Renewal and Hope.