Morning Muddle
This is another of those mornings where so much was going on in my head it was relaxing to wake up. No specific plots or characters remain. Images of sliding down the ivy covered hill in the back. Setting large stones in the ground next to the house, several of the cats made their way through the images. On top of it all driving rock and roll squealing guitar sound track. (The cessation of which was great joy.)
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