My wife left for work at her usual ungodly hour. Newspapers have been read. The dog is at the window, barking at anyone who dares to walk down her street. A radio burbles about election turn-out. To my right, coffee is at hand with more to come. To my left, one book on jobs and another on religion. Today includes work on a policy manual and preparation for a workshop as well as some marketing. At the back of my mind is a report on a committee that could benefit greatly from a daily study of Parkinson's Law.
I need to control my impatience.
Let's have a good day. All will be well. The republic will survive.
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