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Day 2926: What’s on my mind

Every day, for the past eight years, I’ve been telling people what’s on my mind through this blog.

Today, Georgia is on my mind, because of the two races for control of the U.S. Senate and because of this:

There exists a recording of somebody with sedition on his mind calling the Georgia Secretary of State, but because I don’t want to go out of my mind listening to somebody who is out of his mind, I’d rather listen to “Georgia on my Mind” performed by writer Hoagy Carmichael.

I also prefer to have Ray Charles’s rendition of “Georgia on my Mind” on my mind rather than what’s on the mind of somebody with a severe personality disorder who’s on everybody’s mind because he is still in power until January 20.

What’s on my mind also includes a broken filling in my tooth, which I’m letting my dentist know about now because he reads this blog every day. Hello, Dr. Del Castillo! It’s on my mind to call your office today.

I share what’s on my mind by capturing images like these:

What’s on your mind, here and now?

Gratitude is always on my mind, so thanks to all who help me share what’s on my mind every day, 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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