If you have come to help me, you are wasting your time. But if you have come because your liberation is bound up with mine, then let us work together.
~ Lilla Watson~
Aboriginal elder, educator, and activist
I went to bed last night with several thoughts about blog posts. Did I write them down? Nooooooooo. Do I remember them? Nooooooooo.
Meditation takes on many forms: sleeping kittens on one's person--requiring that one not desire to move in order not to disturb said kitten--is one.
Quiet. Lovely, lovely quiet.
Sunday lists can be as long as weekday lists.
It's official--there truly is a problem with the camera's ability to autofocus. Crap.
The space bar on this keyboard has a broken spring, so it only works about half the time. Crap, again.
I think the kittens eyes are going to change colors--probably to yellow.
Need. More. Coffee. Now.