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I woke up this morning happy as a lark – well a bloated lark – which was most likely due to the salty snacks. Yes, I broke in the stoop last night and sat outside with a friend, white wine, a sweet cigar and yes, there were salty snacks. And it made me think more about this front house design of mine – the one that called for a porch until another friend said but you now have a stoop – good point. So perhaps porch isn’t necessarily what I need – just a place to hang out out front – maybe tweak the stoop, maybe invent it? A stoop/porch.

The night was capped off by me and my friend scooter racing down Cleveland Avenue – yes this is what grown ups do. He had brought a box of toys for Tin and two almost like new scooters – so naturally, Tin had long been asleep, those scooters were begging for a test run.

I woke up thinking about my work because I dominated our conversation last night with it – after years of everyone and their mother telling me to write a book – I now have three book projects in planning and am psycho to get them written and published. I want to push against what is pushing against me – racism in our country – I don’t want my son to wake up one morning and find out a popular Food Network celebrity makes it a habit of being a racist – because what is he going to do with that information? What if he really liked that celebrity and now he has to feel bad about the whole thing. I want a better world for him (and for me).

So I saw this on Anne Flournoy’s FB post and decided to own it for today:

“Ours is not the task of fixing the entire world at once,
but of stretching out to mend the part of the world
that is within our reach.”
~ Clarissa Pinkola Estés

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