It poured this morning, but then it turned into a beautiful, sunny day. I don’t know if it was the weather that helped lift that heavy, wet depression I was under yesterday, but I’ll take it. I was a lot busier today. I had my half-caff. I got to spend lots of time on FaceTime with Meghan. Then lots of time on Zoom with Danielle and David. Lots, like hours, total. It was good salve for my sad soul. I miss you. I miss everyone. I miss strangers. I miss Portland. I miss airports and airplanes. Dammit. That’s enough. It is all Ok. So much to be grateful for.

I use my mantras constantly. I sleep with a crystal in my hand. I keep my thoughts close and tight, trying to stay in the now and not go into future thinking. I do like to roll around the fact that Trump told the whole entire world to inject injecti disinfectant into our bodies. I hope no one is stupid enough to actually do it, but it gives me a sliver, the tiniest nugget, of hope that his lunacy is shining through and people are losing interest and faith in him. He can have the nut jobs and the fanatics. Good riddance. But he has to go. We must get rid of him. Rid. He is garbage. He is worse than garbage, he is toxic waste.

I’m knitting a moss green hat. I love the color. It’s a heather, too. Gorgeous. I’m still waiting for the yarn I ordered for the sweater I am planning on knitting. Maybe I’ll phone them tomorrow.

The frogs are loud tonight. Perhaps they enjoyed the rain.

I hope you are feeling lighter and well loved tonight. I am sending loads of love your way.