Saturday.

I stepped outside to buy Cheerios at the corner store, as I could not fathom eating anything else this morning. It is warm, though still early March. The sun is bright and welcoming, and it is one of those days that when you step outside, you are fully grateful that it is today, that there is everything that is, the traffic and chic pedestrians, dogs cats birds trees hot dog vendors lamps houses rooftops margaritas baristas backpacks babies water bottles, everything. 

I just realized how sugary regular Cheerios are. Very sugary. It’s beautiful, so I’m going to go outside and soak in the beauty. Yes. Yes. Yes. 

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