It’s in the low 40s and the clouds and the blue are taking turns. It’s almost a springy day. Not quite but almost.

Yesterday, the wind was fierce, my hair a tangled tornado, and I wondered aloud when we would be getting to that lamb part of March.

Soon, I hope.

So after trump’s rant about being arrested Tuesday, there are heavy steel barriers going up in New York. Perhaps, but perhaps, the piper has opened his cashier’s window.

Time to pay up, trump.

One of the things that amuses me are all the people saying he did nothing illegal. If he did nothing illegal, why did Michael Cohen go to prison?

It’s not like Cohen took it upon himself to do all of this for trump’s benefit, that makes no sense whatsoever. And he got the money back, from what I understand.

And this case may be the first but it’s very unlikely to be the last. Maybe they’re going in the order in which the crimes were received.

I kind of hope not, though, because 1/6 and the Georgia call to manipulate the outcome of the election were so many terrible things later.

It all boils down to this: Justice is coming. At least it sure looks like it’s coming.

Have a great Monday.

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It’s snowing. Enthusiastic snow, tiny little flakes snow.

Winter wants to hold us a little while longer.

Maybe it’s still the weather, maybe it’s just what it is, but I’m very tired, that hard to get moving tired.

Inertia tired.

I have a second cup of coffee but it’s still too hot to drink.

The almond milk foam on top is losing bubbles though, pop pop pop, fleeting worlds destroyed over seconds to us.

Maybe millennia to the bubbles. It’s all relative.

Perhaps that’s the gift in my glacial thoughts today, having the calmness to sit and watch the bubbles pop.

And that’s the way I’ll choose to look at it. Have a great Monday.

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In the span of an hour, it’s gone from so foggy I couldn’t see out of the window, to clear, to a soft-focus haze. Half the sky is blue and the other cloudy so we’ll see who wins this one.

The last Monday in the shortest month of the year, and it’s difficult to believe how the time sloshes it’s way over the sides. Here and gone, gone and here, for something so steady, it’s wildly unpredictable.

And speaking of unpredictable, the fog is back in full force.

I paused in my writing and now it’s somewhat gone, another band is rolling in though, I can see it.

I’m definitely going to need more coffee. Not going to make much progress today without more coffee.

I might even need it to finish this post. We all know it’s happened before, unless you’re new here, and HI! And also by the way, it’s happened before.

But it does feel like winter is losing its grip, and as delicate and fragile as spring may be when it starts out, it still firmly holds its ground.

It looks like there’s a little green among the brown patches of last year’s grass.

Oh and it’s clear again.

And with that, I’m going to get a little Monday on, and probably some more coffee on, and let the two battle it out. Have a lovely day.

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Not sure what the skies are doing but I hope they hold out long enough for me to finally get a prescription on my third try. It should have been ready days ago.

And yet.

Wish me luck.

The weird thing is there is a lot of bright sun, so I’m not really sure whether it’s sunny, cloudy or just wants to create a glare. Even the sky can glare.

I’m kidding no one today, it will be another cup of coffee kind of day. Not even tea. More coffee.

My brain is creaky.

That’s probably not so unusual for a Monday. Creaky brains are kind of the norm, I think.

You may or may not remember the odyssey of the puzzle that undid itself. It’s now had two coats of glue, front, and once the adhesive backing I’d put on was removed, back. It finally, FINALLY seems like it might hold itself together.

Might.

It’s become kind of a symbol of struggle to me, that puzzle. Hopefully I will get it on the wall.

It probably has other ideas.

Anyway, that’s it for me this Monday, I have coffee to make and a brain to get going. Have a great day.

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The Super Bowl yesterday ended with more of a shrug than anything else, which is too bad because it was pretty good until then. Or moderately good.

I haven’t watched football in a long time. Not since we learned for certain how injured players were getting. I couldn’t.

It’s a shame because it’s one sport I actually like.

Oh well.

It’s sunny again today, and nearly 50 degrees, which is definitely a spring direction. Tomorrow it’s supposed to rain, and by Thursday…snow.

Again.

But spring flowers and all that. A few months earlier than the rhyme, but you’ve got to start somewhere.

I’m rapidly realizing I’m not going to make it any further into Monday or this post without some tea. I had my coffee already, and the effects were…

Not noticeable.

Maybe it’s me. Maybe my coffee has magically lost its oomph. That can happen you know.

Well.

I mean.

I just made that up, but it’s possible it could happen. You never know on a Monday.

So I’m going to go get that kettle boiling, and leave you to Monday your Monday. Have a wonderful day.

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I’ll just level with you. I have no idea what it’s doing outside. It looks both sunny and entirely overcast, and they were talking about rain later but now I’m not sure if that’s going to happen.

Fitting.

Not really where my head is, though. As news comes in about the earthquake in Turkey and Syria, it’s horrifying. As of this post, at least 2300 have died. From what I’ve read, it was a huge one–7.8-and it happened at 4 am, when most people are sleeping. Terrible combination.

The pictures are heartbreaking, entire apartment buildings seemingly turned essentially to sand. Not even large chunks of concrete, but small bits, which makes clear there will be many sad days ahead.

It’s weird how things can happen like that, in a moment. I’m not sure if there was any warning for the first quake, and one of the aftershocks was nearly as big. But there was a before, and then an after.

I’d had a bunch of fluff to talk with you about today, a little lightness for a Monday morning, but nature took care of that.

That’s the thing with nature, we think we’ve tamed it, we think we’re in control, we think we can handle what it has for us, but then suddenly the ground starts shaking.

What can we do about the ground shaking?

I don’t even know if it’s an earthquake-prone area. I don’t know if people were prepared, if they even expected anything like this. Ever.

So my thoughts are with the people in Turkey and Syria living through this nightmare on this Monday.

It’s gray and cold today, 13 degrees F, which, for my Celsius friends, is -10.5. So definitely cold.

But even with the lifeless gray clouds, we’re not supposed to get snow. I’m not entirely sure I believe that but all we can do is wait and see.

I finally watched Everything Everywhere All at Once and I do not understand how anyone could find anything to complain about. I had to keep reminding myself that Michelle Yeoh needs no one to fight for her, she can do it all herself. In some of those scenes where other actors are coming at her, I wondered how they got past the honor of sharing the stage with her.

The metaphorical stage.

Though I suppose they probably shot on a soundstage. Or maybe they didn’t. This feels far afield.

Maybe if you are someone who has never thought about the possibility of possibilities, then it might have been difficult, but I’ve never seen a better attempt to explain the concept of infinite.

I’m sure it’s not the only time I’ll watch. What an amazing cast overall, I hope they win every award.

Anyway, that’s it for this frigid Monday. Have a great day, and stay safe no matter your weather.

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Monday thoughts. Monday thoughts. Monday…

Thoughts.

Right.

When I got up this morning, it looked like snow, but now the sky is all blue. We had a little bit yesterday, nothing exciting or accumulating, though. Maybe later in the week.

I’m wavering on continuing the Yoga with Adriene January challenge. It seems silly with 8 days to go, but I don’t know what’s with me this year. I’m not enjoying it.

I could finish the month with other practices, I guess. I could stick it out.

I could quit.

Remember, quitting is always an option, we really don’t have to hold ourselves to artificial goals made for the sake of making them.

But what I’ll likely do is ponder each of these options, day by day by day as the number of practices goes down until it’s the last day and there’s no choice to be made.

Again, I don’t think it’s Adriene, I think it’s me. Last year this challenge gave a great respite from what was happening in my world, but this year, I don’t know, it’s just too direct I guess. Too much work on being in the moment, perhaps?

Who knows.

I mean I should know but I clearly don’t. Which feels pretty on point for a Monday.

Anyway, that’s it for me today. Have a fantastic Monday.

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I think it’s raining though I can’t actually be sure. It’s gray out, from top to bottom. If it’s not raining now, it’s only a matter of time.

It feels warm, though, for January. Our weather’s changing, gradually and all at once. Can’t say they didn’t tell us this would happen.

I don’t know where everyone’s gone on Twitter, I’m seeing fewer and fewer people I follow. I know some have left for other places or no social media at all but still I feel like many are still there, but we can’t see one another. Is it the system falling apart?

Is by design?

It’s incredible how the purchase of Twitter by a single egomaniacal, vengeful awkward perpetual teenager turned into a tantrum of ripping the wings off a bird. It probably had a deeper political goal, as it’s so hard to spin narratives when they are unspun in real time, but more sites are coming.

Since we already know we can, I suspect we always will.

Anyway, those are my thoughts on this Monday, as heavy as the clouds outside, on this day honoring Dr. Martin Luther King. We’d do well to remember his lesson that we the people hold the power for great change.

And with that, I wish you a good Monday.

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