A hello on the street turned my head and made me remember that I am alive. A haircut that went fairly well. A well-assembled tuna melt for lunch in a diner. Jaws clenched again because I'm back in management and responsible for the performance of others and unable to find enough of them to just show up and do the work. I have a beautiful, if relatively long, drive in and back. The foliage on the hillside is mingled with fog, black shiny crows, wet horses in profile silhouetted. It's neither good or bad. It's just what there is to suffer and to enjoy for the moment.
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