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Tuesday, August 2, 2016

Content, in this minute.

A rainy morning, a chill, finally, and I'm very content.  Sweatshirts are my bling.  Truly, a sweater is my diamond, and I'm always happier with wool nearby.

The kids are nestled on the sofa, one still sleeping in my bed. I've had my coffee and my one cigarette of the day.  I'm working on quitting, as it is a remnant of a past life, and it has gotten out of hand as a stress reliever.  I was almost at a pack in two days, and thats nobody's 'social smoking', and my body was feeling the weight. SO, one a day, maybe two when another phone call comes in, or 'sighting' that upsets.

Small steps.

Rainy morning and the skin feels like it is breathing for the first time in days and days.  Earlier the three was upset because her umbrella was outside getting wet.
yes.

Now she's running out, raincoat and umbrella and nothing else, to play.

There's no missing this, there is no missing this.

and so i am content .

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