A New Day
Turkey sausage patties, eggs, toast and coffee this morning sits happily on the tummy by the time I get around to a good morning post. I am hungover from my peevishness at the overblown reportage of the rift between Trump and McCain. I should get used to the media’s excessiveness. Really, I should.
But there are still constants that ground me. Sunrises. The smell of coffee brewing. Morning dogpiles of happy mutts. A budgies lousy taste in music. Affirmations of a larger purpose.
And the luxury of slowly awakening. There are people who would give all they own for a morning of peace, and I remind myself to show a little gratitude.
Good morning!
Rusty's Armory 
August 30, 2018 at 8:19 am
One day you will listen to me and stop watching/reading the news, specifically political news. And then all that peevishness will vanish like vapor in the wind!!! Good morning Sir 💖
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August 30, 2018 at 12:46 pm
I dunno … sometimes I think I need politics to sort of rough up the smooth edges. Or maybe it is to smooth off the rough edges …
Something like that, anyway!
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