Each day feels new, and my memory of the one before is faint. I’m learning to adapt. |
| Today I woke up knowing it is a good day. Today is a good day to talk about Seven Degrees Left of Center. Not because I planned it. Because my brain feels energized and my mood is good. The gears are turning without resistance. The coffee is here, but it doesn’t have to work so hard this morning. That matters more than people realize. When your brain is foggy or tired, everything leans. Thoughts drift. Focus slips. Writing feels like pushing uphill. But on mornings like this, things sit closer to center. Not perfect. Just aligned enough to get the words on the screen. That’s what Seven Degrees Left of Center has always been about for me. Not fixing the brain. Not chasing some old version of myself. Just learning what it feels like when things line up well enough to move forward. Today is one of those days. I don’t feel rushed. I don’t feel stuck. I don’t feel like I have to force words onto the page. I’m awake, I’m engaged, and I want to write. The coffee is good, but it isn’t doing all the work today. Feeling better after two weeks of COVID helps more. I’ll take a day like this when it shows up and use it while it’s here. |