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“I hope tomorrow is a better day for you,”

Ontonio said in his smooth and steady voice. 

It’s night time. 

I’m tired. It’s been a long day. 

A long week. 

The car light cuts through the dark, 

passing one mile marker after another, 

taking me home but not quickly enough.

I usually love long car rides– 

The hum of the car 

zipping through the highway breeze 

usually relaxes me.

But tonight I am tense.

I’d spent the day 

worrying and pondering too much 

about finding my way 

in the world that seems 

to be going too fast for me. 

Tonight the forty-minute car ride is too long.  

I’m ready to be home, 

eager to peel back the duvet 

nestle my body on the sheets 

adjust my neck and 

sink my head into my favorite pillow. 

I’m ready to shut down 

and close my eyes to the world. 

The car light catches a patch of wildflowers. 

In the dark. How? I wondered. 

A match of joy strikes me, 

just like it had last week 

when I was picking collard greens 

in my garden and noticed 

the flowers had morphed into blueberries

and the strawberries had turned 

from green to bright red. 

At home,

I sank into Ontonio’s hug, then 

I plunged just as easily into sleep. 

I thought the following day–

I need to see 

the wondrous golden light of sunset. 

I drove to the yacht club. 

It’s a stunning sight– 

A small boat sailing over the water 

through the setting sun. 

A young man casting his net off the pier

A woman walking towards us with her dog. 

“You’re such a beautiful couple. 

Can I take a picture of you?” she said 

in the most southern accent I have ever heard.

She reaches out for my phone and

I sidled under Ontonio’s arm, 

in our usual pose–and I think 

Today is a better day. 

If today is a bad day for you my friends, 

Tomorrow will be better.

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Are you having a bad day? What usually makes you feel better? The sunset, stroll in the park?  

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WHAT I’M READING

River Sing Me Home by Eleanor Sharer is at home on my nightstand. Do tell. What are you reading? 

ART OF THE WEEK 

Ontonio was in the studio this week, and he has a vibrant piece to share.

It’s the braids for me. If this woman soaking up summer speaks to you— it’s for sale at Ontonio.com

Summer 16x 20

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