Felt like a zen filled Sunday.
No alarm clock to wake to.
Although I was still up with the sun.
Unhurried coffee
and then another.
Time to sit and write.
Thoughtfully create.
No rush.
Except the racing in my mind.
The edits of a script that keep me awake.
But
the lightbulb moments
make it worth while.
I had time to sit
and read
just for the fun of it.
A Visit to the Farmer's Market.
Followed by a
"Sunday" Drive
with a happy daughter
and a Very happy doggy,
who now lies snoring at my feet.
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