I'm near the window with coffee,
and the usual early morning stuff
that passes for thought.
from "Happiness," by Raymond Carver
I wish politics bored me, rather than scare me to pieces. I wish since fighting for democracy is such a call to arms, that there was some, democracy that is. I wish I didn't feel so bad. "If wishes were horses then beggars would ride," an old adage from MCP, about which by the way, I used to argue with her. "WHY shouldn't beggars ride????"
Red is my favorite color, when yellow or blue isn't. Today I fell for what looks like flames in the red on the window sill, from the sunlight funneled through the small vase. Often something red cheers me, or inspires me. Today I say yes to cheerful and to inspiration.