Woke up to stars in the sky. The dreams were good. I was making love, like I used to when I was young. The sun decided to shine today. A few Magpies tried to play songbirds, bending the treetops. They did it with grace, just for me. Perhaps the sky is easing up a bit. There is still rain on the shoulders. When I turn my face towards it, it feels good. Ain’t this life so sweet.