Fine

An upside down sort of day for me. I like to write first thing, straight from dreaming and to write until I run out of steam/words/interest.

Today the forecast was for sun in the morning, wind strengthening from the northwest, a cold direction here; and rain to come later. So I hopped down to my sit-spot early to catch some rays. It is such a treat on days like this, for it can be blowing a hoolie elsewhere but this spot is totally sheltered from the NW so catches any warmth that's going. I was busy basking, thinking it was too hot to bother to blip when I noticed a white strip about six feet away in the tideline litter. It was about half an inch wide by three inches long, the print too small for me to read. When I zoomed in it had this little message for me. I tell you, everything I need turns up at my sit-spot. I just need to show up and there it is.

Now I'm going to write for the rest of the evening. Not sure how that will be.

Edit: and shall I stay up late to listen to two of my favourite men on the planet in discussion? Might just have to :)



#am writing (late in the day)