Friday morning. Reading in a silent house. Just finished a cup of Italian roast. Patsy is stretched out between my legs, full out, complete body extension. Emmy Lou is curled up at my feet, the back of her head touching the back of Patsy's head. It is raining at a moderate clip and has been since I awoke at 6:42. Somehow the sound of the rain and the absence of sun makes the morning even more peaceful. My soul is breathing freely.
Whatever else happens today does not matter.
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