friday.

golden mornings.

coffee.

my thrift store black trousers.

getting to work safely in spite of scootering challenges.

{the Sacred hand of protection over me}

that bev brought me a spinach empanada for breakfast.

{that this was especially wonderful, given that i hadn't had breakfast}.

being out on the road for work.

enjoying the day.

my minimed rep, and how much she sincerely communicates her care, even over the phone.

that my doctor cares about me.

my mum. out there, currently, still. racing across the state for charity.

that i could check in with her by text.

that my mum texts. go, mum.

the bird i saw grab a worm and perch on the top of a row of hedges with his score.

traveling safety.

my melodica.

the cloud i spied from the courtyard at lunch that looked like Puff the Magic Dragon.

remembering to simply look. at the clouds.

all of the seen and unseen ways today i was protected.

the bird i watched whilst sitting at a light. who would call and look around waiting for a response.

that he continued for some time before he heard one.

the way i am able to help others.

sashi mcbutterpants tiny kitter yawn-squeak and stretch.

the coming promise of sleep.