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Day 2802: Suggested Locations

Apparently, my iPhone calendar makes suggested locations for events. Let’s see if I can locate any proof of that kind of suggested location.

I did spend my vacation day yesterday in the suggested location and in other locations very close to the suggested location.

I made sure to be in locations last night to see the full Corn Moon. My first photo, located above, suggests that I was thinking about the Corn Moon all day.

Before I took the last photo located above, I passed by some young neighbors I hadn’t met before, located outside their home. Here’s what transpired at that location, as I walked by with a mask located on my face.

Them: Hello!

Me: Have you seen the moon?

(pause) (during which some thoughts like “how weird am I?” located themselves in my head)

Neighbor: The Corn Moon?

Me: Yes! It’s beautiful.

After I continued on my way to locate the Corn Moon at the end of our street and then turned back, I saw that my young neighbors had followed me to locate the beautiful moon too.

Then, I returned to the suggested location to finish rewatching the Fred Rogers documentary  “Won’t You Be My Neighbor?”

I wish that somebody like Fred Rogers was located in the White House and I plan to make my best suggestion about that with a future vote in a suggested location.

Today, my suggested locations include home and near home, again, and all suggestions indicate that those will be my suggested locations for quite some time.

Let’s see what YouTube suggests for this “Suggested Locations” post.

There are so many places that I am not allowed to visit these days, but I still love being in my suggested location.

The suggested location for you to express thoughts and feelings about today’s post is in the comments section, below.

The suggested location for gratitude is anywhere and everywhere, so thanks to all, including YOU.

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Day 2785: Alone

For years, my excuse for not writing more was that I did not like doing things alone.  Writing, I was not alone in realizing, is what most people do alone, and I thought I would only enjoy writing if I collaborated with other people.

However, for seven-and-a-half years (which I, alone, am counting), I have been writing this daily blog alone.  Actually the lone exception to that is when my then-boyfriend, now-husband Michael wrote two blog posts alone when I was having open heart surgery four years ago (here and here).  In the past, when I had heart-related surgery I felt very alone, but that time I did not feel alone at all.

Which leads me to why writing this blog alone comes easily to me: it’s because I don’t feel alone while writing these daily posts. How could I feel alone when I know that all of you are out there?

If you see the theme of alone in these images from yesterday, you are not alone.

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That’s my only son, Aaron, waving hello yesterday to my beloved friend Marcia in California who, like the rest of us, sometimes feels alone.  That photo reminds me of the one I alone took exactly two years ago when I got off the plane in Edinburgh, Scotland.

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Aaron alone knows how much I dislike having my name misspelled and I loved how he and his friend Camilla greeted me there.  I hope I am not alone in appreciating Aaron’s sense of humor.

By the way, I am worried about the U.S. Presidential election in November amidst the pandemic and troubling developments with the U.S. Postal Service, and I know I am not alone in that.

Here is “We Are All Alone” by the late Lyle Mays, which I was listening to yesterday as I was taking my walk alone.

If you leave a comment below, I doubt you will be alone.

I alone know how grateful I am to all who help me create these daily posts, including YOU.

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