Mindset

Anything is possible. Things can turn on a dime, for the better. Snow on a hill, not forever. The sound of a child's voice, and an exotic bird, echo through the day until a connection is made, the same day. Speed, when everything is in order. It just happens. After so many years. Wondering how people my age got started, to become part of the 1%, the part with a conscience, not from the wrong more destructive party. They're not all bad, some are self made, and want to give back. There's a venue for that. And endless possibilities. Build it until it's self sustaining, and collect the residuals. One thing at a time.

Beautiful child, so wise. Beautiful bird, whose call was heard twice in the same day, not the same one, the same call. One like that needs not only their own room. They need their own house. It's a beautiful exotic sound, though rather loud. Not everyone would like it. It's the sound of a faraway place, warm, tropical, and peaceful, where the call pierces the silence to alert the presence of life.

To be on the other side of the world in one day, not so hard now. Must be private for the pets. The last trip before settling into the final transition, to start new, again.