This day.

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This day began a bit too early for my liking, 

but I can also call an end to it when I am ready. 

That's what I like about being my own boss 

now that I hang out at home. 

Well, I'm not really my own boss, 

because my friends know who the real bosses are in this house. 

This day began with Buffalo Milo 

astral-projecting

his voice into my head. 

Have you ever watched 

The Cat from Outer Space - ??

If you have, you know to what I am referring. 

If you have not watched it, you need to. Really. You need to. 

This day began with a walkabout on Coyote Hill, 

me still in pajamas

with my boots and a walking stick,

the pack accompanying me. 

This day is right now about over, 

and it's been quite full, 

to include sewing five face coverings to be mailed to

a dear soul here in Alaska. 

Her service to others 

contributes to The Greater Good. 

Have you ever been in the midst of working on something, 

and all of a sudden

you notice that it all feels right, 

and meant to be, 

and blessed by the heavenlies, 

and you yourself feel patient, 

and loving,

and good-hearted? 

Well, that's how this sewing project felt. 

That's what this project brought to my day. 

This day, the pack and I need to saunter back up Coyote Hill 

to water the garden. 

Then I can call this day good. 

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It's a good life. 

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