Got up this morning
Blissfully blank calendar
By day’s end brim full
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I need me a blissfully blank calendar day… 😉
And then it can be filled spontaneously.
Yes indeed!!
One of those days that doesn’t go according to plan 🙂
Yes. My life here has become satisfyingly full.
Days like that can be lovely and unexpected.
Most surely! Thanks.
Those are fun days!
Some of the best! 🙂
Living a full life – every day 🙂
It is pretty amazing. Thanks.