
Man in a window, 6th Street. "America is great because she is good. If America ceases to be good, she will cease to be great." ~de Tocqueville.
Skip this one if you're interested only in deep thoughts. I've had a couple of small days of crossing ancient tasks off my to-do list: sending thank yous from last month & this, paying my yearly internet fee, buying pens at Staples & bread at the market, answering emails, cleaning out one big corner of my office—it's been smelling musty in here & I was a little worried there was a dead ferret among all the bags of melted cough drops, bookmarks, & unreadable notes. I sent my estimated taxes, a couple of invoices & a belated birthday postcard. I washed a canvas purse I haven't used in years but may now. And so on.
Not a memorable day perhaps but it's enjoyable to have tasks rather than crises.
Not a memorable day perhaps but it's enjoyable to have tasks rather than crises.