After a day of not getting much of what I hoped to accomplish done, it’s east to reflect and remember it as a failure. It’s also easy to forget what didn’t happen. Like tragedies. You know, the two or three near misses in traffic, the temporarily lost footing that did not result in a fall, the glass I didn’t drop, and the disagreeable neighbor I managed avoided loud confrontation with. In spite of these and more near misses, I’m happy to report it was an uneventful day. And it was a good day after all.
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