I signed up for immersion training in septuagenarian life taught by a thirty-year-old with a master’s degree in arch supports.
Pete is inconsistent with my need for order. Order as I define it. My kind of order. The order that centers on me. I have regrets about Pete.
Pete says chasing squirrels and work are the same thing. I agree. Often when I’m working, I feel like I’m chasing something I can’t catch.
I’m taking happy lessons from my dog, Pete, because he knows how to be happy. My guru. When the student is ready the master appears.
At first, I didn’t believe it either. But then, I watched the YouTube videos. A CIA agent confessed to the whole thing. You can’t fake that.
I’m just checking in with you to say that I can’t blog right now. I’m working on a new book. A novel. Science fiction romance. About a woman who philanders with a robot and how it saves her marriage. Working title is “The Toothbrush.” Target release date is Spring 2022.
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