11:45 after an evening of climbing, gatherings of friends over good food, and a bit of wine:
I just regaled the front stoop with a joyful serenade, adding color in all the right places and heady, breath-filled pauses in the others. Mother, you know which song I was singing. The stars must be happy tonight.
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Thoughts born of distractibility -between essays and thoughts of you:
I mustn’t let my dreams overrun my actuality. But nor should I let my present moment overrun my dreams. I must find a way to balance the two so that, progressively, my actuality and my dreams will merge into a single image: my life. And therein lies the beauty of this journey.
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May joy spill forth from your life as it does from mine. If I could, I would pour it all upon you.
Love,
Jocelyn
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