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Oct. 8th, 2010 11:56 amI dreamed, vividly, about chickens last night. Bright white chickens with red crests and black chickens with fluffy heads. Eggs. Lots of eggs in that dream. We are having milk and eggs delivered from a local dairy now, this is a recent development, perhaps that is why I dreamed about chickens? Frosty glass bottles of milk, left in a cooler on my front porch...this makes me happy.
A man in, probably, his fifties, with a lovely white beard smiled at my girls and me in a very genuine way today and it has made my day. Never underestimate the power of a smile. A real one.
Zoe's gentleness and unselfishness is a balm to my soul. Everyday she does something that inspires me.
My fingernails are so long, I'm having trouble typing. Must give myself a manicure. For someone who bit her nails down to nubs and made herself bleed from it throughout childhood, adolescence and young adulthood, this is some kind of miracle. Needing to cut and file my nails is still something I get all gleeful about.
A man in, probably, his fifties, with a lovely white beard smiled at my girls and me in a very genuine way today and it has made my day. Never underestimate the power of a smile. A real one.
Zoe's gentleness and unselfishness is a balm to my soul. Everyday she does something that inspires me.
My fingernails are so long, I'm having trouble typing. Must give myself a manicure. For someone who bit her nails down to nubs and made herself bleed from it throughout childhood, adolescence and young adulthood, this is some kind of miracle. Needing to cut and file my nails is still something I get all gleeful about.
