The four leggers are relentless alarm clocks. 5 AM plus or
minus five minutes and I am wide awake. It’s their stomachs that mark morning.
Today I’m hoping for a surge of positive energy. I did all my activities
yesterday but without zing. After the massage, I wanted to go to bed. Maybe I’ll
pick up trash this morning or maybe not. Not planning on PT exercises. There
are only four more museum duties until the end of the season.
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