Today is do-over day. Time to set things a-right. Talk with the people I love, eat well, take slow breaths, remain calm, pet Miss Blue (who always smells inexplicably of beeswax), clean house. The day has turned on the charm, pulled out all the stops. The light through the kitchen windows cheers me.

...With the wonder
and bitterness of someone pardoned
for a crime she did not commit
I come back to marriage and friends,
to pink fringed hollyhocks; come back
to my desk, books, and chair.
        --Jane Kenyon