[ april 4th, 2017 – birthday ]

I am listening to the sound of the awning shaking itself out at my window, with robin and grackle speak behind it, and it is lovely.
I was born today, some decades ago.
I am alive again today, with much more ado this year than I would ever have expected, and that makes the day a little strange.
But I will take it, and thirty-two more, and thirty-two after that, no matter how gray the skyline on a given April 4th, because I have secret and not so secret joys, and some of them require only breathing.

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