Trying.

Watching as seagulls wing round and round into the slippery grey clouds that run across the rising yellow sun.

The religious one speaks of Jonathan Livingston Seagull

I snark at her.

If you love something set it free?

Ha!

Four geese honking just out of reach.

I watch their bodies with an artist eye.

Do your bit of good in the world.

My quote for the day.

I have nothing else.

But this.

Faith in my own goodness.

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