Monday, June 9, 2025

Cloudy Monday

I miss the sun. I miss it's warmth. I miss it's light.

A cloudy Monday isn't much fun.

I went and got Brigit's new tag and permit.

I went to the library. A crowd of parents and small kids were every where. I asked the librarian what it was. "Pre-school graduation," she told me.

I didn't know such a thing existed. Graduating from pre-school never entered my mind.

Lots of things never enter my mind.

My mind is like a cloudy Monday.

I went to Big Y to get stuff for dinner.

I also stopped and got some wine.

Cloudy Mondays call for wine....

 

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some ponderings by an aging white man who is an Episcopal priest in Connecticut. Now retired but still working and still wondering what it all means...all of it.