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nlowell, to random
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A new day. A new chance to succeed.

A day to let the world just be.

For the first time all week, I have no chores. No tasks that need doing. No schedule to observe. No events to attend.

It's a good thing. I feel tired.

Even though I'm not painting the house myself, I found the prep work taxing.

It's all done now. There will be a lot of clean up and finishing touches to do later.

A future me problem.

I'll think about that tomorrow.

I hope you find some headspace in your life

nlowell, to random
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tea hot and steaming
meditation in a pot
fragrant memories

nlowell, to random
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A new day. A new chance to succeed.

Each day, a blank slate to make of what I can.

Work on the house continues this morning when the power washers spray years of grime off the building to prepare for the paint crew on Monday.

Nothing much I need to do except be here and be the in-house point person for interacting with the crew.

After yesterday's Jenga-esque building and toppling of plans, I'm looking forward to a simple day.

I hope your day is smooth and straightforward

nlowell, to random
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A new day. A new chance to succeed.

It felt good to have a plan come together and work yesterday. It felt good to get that next step in a big project taken care of.

The rest will be up to others and less about my stamina and ability.

There's always a bit of clean up to do. Interruptions in the daily flow. Always more bread to bake. Laundry to do. Meals to fix.

The stuff of life that fills the gaps between terror and exultation.

I hope your stuff isn't too onerous

nlowell, to random
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A new day. A new chance to succeed.

I need to deal with a long neglected chore in order to be ready for what's to come.

I've been putting it off for a week but - in my usual manner - I've arrived at the last minute.

Usually I get here on projects, only to discover that it wasn't half as bad as I'd feared. That's the thing about procrastination.

Either I wait too long to start and fail or I kick myself for not doing the thing and putting it away.

I hope you can do the thing

nlowell, to random
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A new day. A new chance to succeed.

Scattered and drifty this morning. Woke suddenly, too early, and kept going.

A test of my word of the year - surf.

The seas aren't predictable. I just need to learn to recognize the conditions and accept them.

The latter is the harder. Giving up that expectation to find the new opportunity is always a challenge.

Sometimes it pays off in a great day I couldn't have expected.

I hope your day turns out better than you hoped it would

nlowell, to random
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A new day. A new chance to succeed.

Brain weasels chase around in my head this morning.

Sometimes cute, often just distracting, they keep me busy, busy, busy but at the end of the day, I'm exhausted with little to show for it.

The sun will be up in a bit.

Perhaps I'll find some quiet in this pre-dawn moment. An inner stillness to gather the day's potential.

Or maybe I'll just grab my coffee, some breakfast and, laughing, go full weasel instead.

I hope you tame your weasels

nlowell, to random
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A new day. A new chance to succeed.

My brain itches this morning.

Yawning, I'm setting out in the day but dragging my feet.

Also wanting to get things going, whatever that means. I'm feeling like I want to go somewhere. Do something new.

I need to get groceries before the weekend. I want to dig into my game some more.

I want my next book done, but I keep putting off the doing.

It makes my brain itch.

Just not enough to scratch it.

I hope you find a way to scratch your itch

nlowell, to random
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A new day. A new chance to succeed.

Another opportunity for chaos as the workmen who were supposed to start Tuesday rescheduled the work.

I'm keeping my expectations low and on the negative side of "this fine." With any luck, it will only be noisy while they pound on the house and they won't find anything hidden.

Otherwise, a baking day. Bread is rising in its pans. A day where the goal becomes very simple.

Get through it.

I hope you're able to stay focused on your goals

nlowell, to random
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A new day. A new chance to succeed.

Workmen arrive to begin the process of bringing the exterior of the house up to snuff this morning.

I'm expecting the day to be noisy and filled with unexpected interruptions.

Chaos to restore order.

After too many years, the place is finally on the path of restoration. It's going to take some time and effort but it will be nice to get things in order in at least this one facet of my life.

I hope you find a bit of order in your chaos

nlowell, to random
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A new day, a new chance to succeed.

Monday is just a note on the calendar for me these days.

I still feel the "back to work" nudge after decades of being harnessed by employers.

Every day is a work day.

Every day I start by writing - with pen and paper - only for myself.

I've written over 500 of these morning notes. Even more haiku, sharing only some of them.

To see what I think.

To show my work, as my math teachers used to demand.

I hope you can show your work

nlowell, to random
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ancient porch swing squeaks
some comfort in evening light
remembering you

nlowell, to random
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A new day. A new chance to succeed.

There's an old joke with many versions about someone praying to win the lottery day after day, year after year, until finally, usually on a death bed, the deity reveals "You never bought a ticket."

That joke's on my mind this morning.

No particular reason.

Other than a niggling feeling that I might not be making the efforts I need to make to achieve the outcomes I say I want.

Is the problem the effort?

Or the outcome?

I hope you buy your ticket

nlowell, to random
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A new day. A new chance to succeed.

The day ahead beckons and my head seems filled with thoughts of travel.

A pilgrimage of sorts.

A return to my roots in coastal Maine. A place that no longer exists except in memory of fragrant lilacs, roaring waves, and salty breezes.

Maybe an epic journey via rail across the west, San Francisco to Chicago and back.

Or Ireland. Scotland. Italy. India.

But only thoughts.

My travels remain imaginary.

I hope you have a chance to smell fresh summer

nlowell, to random
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silver shimmering
summer moon in languid night
magical moonbeams

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