It's 7 a.m. and I'm getting over my usual morning-bad-mood. Good thing I live alone. A little coffee and Pandora.com helps. They just played a lovely piano sonata by Rachmaninoff.
Woke up at 4 this morning. Not good. I have major sleep problems.
I got a xmas message last night (e-mail) from a friend in Costa Rica who has been on some kind of spiritual journey the past couple of years. Long message about how wonderful her life is. Why do I find that irritating? She's a lovely woman.
The holiday season ... ? I'm always glad to begin January. Worst is New Years eve and fireworks (my doggies go nuts).