I love 2.8

I love that I got up early this morning to write. I love that I am writing. I love that the clouds are high and the sky is pale blue. I love the mountains I get to look at every morning. I love sweet notes I get from my lover. I love hearing the farm animals in my neighborhood. I think I hear a sheep. I love hearing the birds singing, too. I love that I will eat breakfast today. I am grateful for breakfast, and lucnh, and dinner. I love that today is a new day and I can set an intention for the day.

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I'm a rock-n-roller poet who left the Big Apple for the Big Sky Desert where I've been letting it be and grooving with universal love, singing to the gods, dancing with the muses and bicycling with dreamtime messengers. I like altering my reality through imagination, movement, breath, and makin' stuff.

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