The sun is shining brightly in the hour past the dawn.

I haven’t had a shower yet or exactly know  what I’ll put on.

The Misses is still sleeping, and he kid is off to school.

There’s a coffee in my future, and the Donald still does rule.

I’ve been worried about nothing and been slightly entertained.

The worriers are stressing about losses and low gains.

The internet is filling all those heads with made-up lies.

And I will write and film and fill my days with how’s and why’s…