Good morning!
It’s Sunday, and we’re still in the epic go-kart of my childhood. There’s just enough electricity left in those old, imaginary batteries to get us to the beach. After giving my father a 21-honk salute in honor of his automotive engineering wizardry, we’ve carefully bumped our way down the old dirt road to our favorite spot.
A big boat just roared past, and our normally calm waters are still rather churned up about it. So we’ll stand here and listen and say, “there, there” until they calm down again.
“Life is a series of natural and spontaneous changes. Don’t resist them; that only creates sorrow. Let reality be reality. Let things flow naturally forward in whatever way they like.”
—Laozi
Onwards we go,
Clara
