It’s warm, and when I open the bedroom window I can hear the splashing of the water in the creek.
The knowledge that I will probably have to let it go – one more thing to let go, one more, and more, and more – makes the sound pleasantly painful.
The Water in the Creek
Clarissa's Blog 
Maybe you won’t have to let it go. Perhaps things will get better. That’s what I tell myself anyway. It seems like you have a lot of things you love there. Maybe the good still outweighs the bad. 🙂
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I’m fine, I’ve just been reading too much poetry for work and it’s messing with me. 🙂
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It’s the glass half full thing. There are other creeks. Maybe your next one will come with an osprey or an eagle. Who knows?
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That’s a good approach! And now let me go Google “osprey.”
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