Still 50

Waking up this Sunday morning was special because I realized that, just like yesterday, I am still 50 and still alive. After writing my List of Intentions for the New Reality at 8:14am, 24 hours before the New Moon, I brewed some expresso and cleaned up cat vomit.

To perfect the Sunday morning, I gave all 4 cats some catnip and watched them writhe with pleasure, perhaps not fighting each other for just one day. To further perfect the morning, I put on the Bread CD and danced around the small, 2-room apartment that we are soon to leave for our new home. As I stared at my paintings in progress, I imagined what our new home would be like...perhaps more space would allow for more of my imagination, thereby calling up evolutionary ways to express my ideas for a new reality where no one and no thing ever suffers.