Good Morning Sunshine!

Daily Rituals

There is no sun out there! The earth needed rain instead! The coffee is on! Now to get these eyes opened fully and the gears in the head moving! What kind of day do I want? Or what do I do with this day? For those who have jobs____well week days mean work. For me? My work is here in my home. That is a lot different than climbing out and leaving. For those who write, its the habit of thinking that needs to kick in. What topic is floating around in there? How do you get started anyway? It seems to start with coffee, and getting morning meds and supplements down the hatch. Then those are out of the way. The cat___who needs to be walked to his dish, after all must feed and water him! Today I am a head of the game as I found a topic before going to bed.

I have put on some saxophone music and the fake fireplace to listen to its soothing sounds. It mentally soothes the mind. It is on the TV, I have wondered if someone looking in might think the house is on fire, but no one has stopped. Perhaps it is not seen from outside as I imagine.

There are things that will need my attention as the days get colder. Like the AC coming out of the window. This reminds me of the seasonal rituals we do. Some to be regretted if they do not get done like the pool pump before freezing temps happen. The garden hose. I call these these the mu must does. They are distractions from the ritual of writing.

Sometimes I think of the lives of writers, and wonder how their days begin, then end. I have no reference to go on. But I would think their lives are not much different. There is the daily traffic outside. Part of a daily ritual. If observed most would be the same cars with the same people going one way or the other. There are times when it goes quieter, but only that. There are walkers and bikers. There is me going to the mailbox.

There is Alex who suddenly pops up and wants food or to tell me some thing. He being fifteen likes to surprise me with his presence. I know if he plops onto the couch he is in for a brief to longer conversation. Often its what he needs. “Are you going to the store today? Would you pick up____” or “Are you going to do laundry today?” Sometimes it is to joke or tell me something, or show me something. Otherwise it can be like “I am busy, can’t you see that Grammy?”

So days move through their hours. There we are with what ever we do. I think how interesting are these thoughts? They are only interesting if we think about them in comparison to our own selves. Life happens in a biography of sorts.

Well, now to begin the day. I send the very best wishes out to all! May you have sunshine! If not make some of your own! Find happy things that make you smile.

Pejj Nunes

10/25/2021