A beautiful day.

You can’t (or you shouldn’t)

compare days-

i.e. “judge”.  You’re mainly

remarking about the weather,


So, you do what you like–

“favorable” weather

conditions, or not.

Of course, your hours

spent frivolously and

maybe not so “wisely”,

St Peter will you answer

to when they’re all gone.

Every second today was

valuable.  Waiting for

something else to

transpire is a brain

anomaly that needs

a small repair.

I know.  You have

your favorites.

Keep them.  And even

favorites change

places with time,

and become less so.

So appreciate the

“smallness” of the

now.  It may be

the greatness one


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