This morning I half-heartedly looked for a quote for our white board. I change it every week, and make note of them in my planner. Sometimes they’re old favorites, and other times something strikes me and gets written without much contemplation at all.
Today, I mostly felt tired.
Halloween falling on a Sunday has advantages, but I didn’t feel them this morning — and neither did the kids. Gloom settled around us, and it felt like a day that even the cat needed a little extra time snuggled into a blanket. We moved slowly this morning, but we moved, making it to school and work, knowing we only had to make it through a day before the respite offered by an Election Day off for the three of us. (Sorry, Ryan.)
Like every optimist, I savor beginnings. New years and birthdays, seasons and academic starts. Even Mondays have their own kind of magic. November 1 offers that same sort of promise to begin — again — with a clean slate and thirty days with which to do something lovely.
Like I said, I’m mostly tired. But a sliver of promised glimmered brightly enough that I wrote at least a little bit, enough so I may be able to say, later this month, “I’ve written every day in November, and I can’t stop now.”
This week’s quote, by the way, comes from Taylor Swift: “If they don’t like you for being yourself, be yourself even more.”
This November, I’ll do my best to follow that advice.
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