So, well, what to do? The sense of wonder rolls over you and you just have to get on with things. Yesterday, it was a rainy one, I found myself on a bicycle, slogging thru. That's part of it. The moments of transcendence are brief, yes, they are in my reservoir, but sometimes you just have to get from one place to another, you have to figure what's for lunch, it's "clean-up time" Friday, and you have to grab the broom and the mop, sweep and mop the floor. Slogging thru is part of the whole she-bang too.
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Saturday, July 16, 2022
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