* Oh!! Tony Shalhoub. Kiss. Kiss. "The Marvelous Mrs Maisel"
* When hollow with lack of sleep I promise myself a return to bed after fulfilling appointments (this morning a blood draw). Just the promise catapults me out of bed. Just the glowing hope of returning to the coziness of a warm dog filled bed gets me to the place I need to be. Oddly, I hardly ever return to bed after the appointment. Other tasks get tidily checked off--well, I am in this side of town so I will do this and this and this until all the boxes are filled and I realize darkness is coming.
* I carry with me always little ikons from Greece in a Hawaiian pouch.
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