After being flat all day yesterday, I’m looking forward to
at least going to the grocery store. Mother Hubbard’s cupboard looms. I need
fresh food in spite of the rain and wind and not feeling chipper. I’ve read the
paper, had my coffee, made the bed, made a grocery list and that is a good
start. I could write today, or doodle in the paper journal, or tidy up a drawer
or two. I simply must move more today.
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