Day 231… Dark this morning. Cold and drizzle outside. It’s a rare morning, when I am awake, and Michael is still asleep. I went to bed early last night and slept all the way through. Truth be told, I had one too many frozen margaritas last night out with a friend I haven’t seen since… I don’t know when - February? She and her partner, also a good friend of mine, have been spending this time outside of the city, Yesterday, they were here to vote. She was done and he still had two hours to go.
❤️your post today
took my breath away
but
not my fear ( also) of heights
I’ll just look up
at The Edge....
I V💙TED yesterday in Brooklyn
15 minutes of waiting time as the autumn leaves lent their song
5 minutes to cast my vote
and be counted
I cried
with joy
as I was give a sticker and slice of pizza as I left the Masonic Temple
The action
the voice from voting
to be heard and counted
amist all the yelling and negating of truth
So power full to vote
and will remain powerful in standing with my truth and live it
give the best care to myself
take responsibility for me & my actions
keep the dreams alive that I envision
true freedom, that I can do something about
thank you for taking me (up) backstage of The Phantom
❤️
Jealous of the pizza slice!!! xoxoxo
xoxo