I just wrote a shitty blog entree that I've had the good sense to erase. There was no saving it. I had no sleep last night. Little demons were running around the bedroom. They got inside my head and took me on a long journey back making me go through a checklist of events in my life. Not all of them, of course, but a random selection of things that went wrong. It was probably I who loosed those demons, though, as I did something I don't often do. I went back and read through past blog posts. Oh, brother, I used to be good. Sometimes I might have even been poetic (link). I don't read the blog, so I don't get to experience it the way you do, but I thought, "God, it must be fun to have this to look forward to every morning!" I mean, it is a gift. You don't have to do anything to deserve it. It is just there.
But Jesus. . . after deleting a long post, here I am writing the same thing. I can't. I've been with this keyboard since long before dawn. I will shut this down for now and see if I can sleep with the coming light, and when I get up, it will be a new day. . . indeed, a new month.
I like today's photo a lot. I think I should do more of that.