Any day with a dragonfly is a good day. And today has been another almost normal day. I guess the “new” normal. After over 100 days of this shit, it should be getting to normal.
I didn’t sleep well last night and then instead of a nap, I took a hot walk in the park this afternoon. So, I am looking for early to bed.
One of those things that made urban life so good was food trucks. I understand that some have made the change to a new service model. But many are mothballed. Waiting for a future that may not come. Or a past that will not return. There is a lesson here. For me.
Gratitude
Grateful that raspberry sherbet, a brownie, and a nice cup of coffee are waiting for me to take off to bed.
Mālama pono