Perfect Blue Tube

Today has been strange enough to merit a look at the daily horoscope in the daily paper. It says today will be a 9.

A 9 = wrestling with our printer for an hour & your husband agreeing to print out the fiction stories for your last independent writer’s class.

A 9 = sweating through my drive to and from Renton, learning what lanes I need to be in at what time always a bit late.

A 9 = kindness at the coffee shop with people shuffling around to make room for me and my interviewee.

A 9 = a forthright interviewee who reminds you of yourself: why not be honest?

A 9 = my editor granting me an extension and helping me figure out what I need to find to be able to finish writing this story.

A 9 = a half an hour to write this and post it before school pick-up.

It’s funny, if the number were a 4, I would have said: yes! A 4: asking for a deadline extension, asking for help with printer issue, the day not going like the plan in my mind.

Instead: a 9. So, I turn and adjust my viewpoint. Yeah: a 9.

This is why my brother says horoscopes are not true.

It’s also why we make up your-day -is-a-2 jokes at my house. Your day is a 2: you slipped on someone else’s sweat at yoga class.

My day is a 9 that I thought was a 4, and I still have much of my 9-day left. Here’s to another day on this great, green planet of ours.


2 thoughts on “9

  1. It’s funny, each day is a new beginning, a chance to start all over again, yet some days will affect the day immediately following so much that a new start is impossible. For example, Wednesday I woke up like any other day, it was a day, just another fresh start. I injured my hand in such a way that Thursday is directly affected and very much not a fresh start. Ranking days is usually only best in hindsight.

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