Telling: Streams & Logs

Best Day Ever

Best day ever: 3.8.17

It is Wednesday. Mercury's confetti of language scattered over the waving crowd. Loud and in motion. So much remains undone. Yesterday left me no completions.

Here I am a rattling. Here I am tapping my way back towards gratitude. The press in my head. The press in my belly. The need to move before the moment has settled into itself. View through the car window, everything passing. The blur and hiss.

I am grateful to find myself stubbornly continuing. I am grateful for the weight in me that knows to sit and listen to what's talking even if it's not in the playbook. I am grateful for the playbook and its roadsigns back to gratitude and grace.