Criteria for the next level

Good morning. If you make it to morning then they all are.

I'll be meeting my sponsor for breakfast in an hour's time (savings or standard?). Not ready to get ready, I want to laze and to listen and to reflect without any bounds. Damn cats just won't get along, such a chore to always be arbitrating these playground politics. And then they poop something stinky to put their opinion on top of mine.

Kim plans to come home today. I'll give a ride, some support, my friendly familiarity. 1 not 12.

There's always something next. Laundry, bills, vitamins. Back to work tomorrow. My agenda is short and thin. Lacking in plus and minus signs. My life has been so very enriched of late, that's a plus going forward. I've lost the push and pull exclusivity of old agendas. I know the theory but how did that actually come to be in my life on this day?

And I see losing love
Is like a window in your heart
Everybody sees you're blown apart
Everybody feels the wind blow...
For reasons I cannot explain
There's some part of me wants to see
Graceland
And I may be obliged to defend
Every love, every ending
Or maybe there's no obligations now
Maybe I've a reason to believe
We all will be received
In Graceland

Every ending, a beginning.

The quiet in my room is sprinkled with muffled bird song, distant clicking of the heater cover calming down, keyboard clack. The space is filled with a rich, tangible presence of absent friends. That's a plus going forward. Hmmm. I do believe there's someone used the key to go sneak a quiet rest on the couch in the back of my mind. How fine. Never alone again.

Good morning to us.