A New Place, Same Face...

A new day. A new place. A new dog. A new coffee machine. A new routine. But the same head. The same face. Same rollicking-madcap-mind full of hope, dream, tumult & hurly-burly.  Things look a bit bleak first thing. Cloudy here. Supposed to be really hot. After a few cups of coffee I see glimmers of light, a few strands of hope spring up. The adrenaline kicks in. Okay. Probably gonna make it. Gather the forces. Face the responsibilities of another busy day of back & forth. That's the thing. Do the thing. Don't judge it. Do it. Carry on.