Posts Tagged With: possibilities

Day 2580: Allow for the possibility

Allow for the possibility that there’s a new helpful phrase on my whiteboard at work.


Allow for the possibility that

  • your worst fear is not true,
  • you matter more to other people than you think,
  • others will follow their conscience,
  • people can place long-term advantages above short-term profits and greed,
  • we can work together towards common goals no matter what our differences, and
  • some of my other photos from yesterday fit today’s topic.









Allow for the possibility that Michael’s cooking keeps getting better.

Allow for the possibility that Texas State University students did a great job performing “The Art of the Possible” from the musical Evita:

Allow for the possibility that

  • comments are turned off for that YouTube video and
  • your comments are welcomed here, below.

Allow for the possibility that I’m grateful you’re reading this blog, here and now, and that I want you back in the future.


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Day 2534: What time is it?

What time is it?


It’s time for cats to look at clocks, if not kings.

It’s time for me to explain that “a cat may look at a king” means that “even someone of low status has rights. A cat may look at a king implies that all people have certain minimal rights by virtue of being alive.”

It’s time to reaffirm those rights.

It’s time for another picture of Harley.


It’s time for me to share that Michael observed at the time that Harley evoked  “King of New York” from Newsies. Then, it was time for me to sing “Look at me! I’m the king of this couch.”

It’s time for “King of New York” from Newsies.

It’s time for the Broadway version  of “King of New York.”

It’s time for Queens of New York, too.

It’s time for signs and possibilities.


It’s time for a good meal.


Then, it’s time for dessert!



It’s time for Ferrero Rocher gelato.

It’s time for me to repeat a few of my song lyrics from yesterday:

Ferrero Rocher, Ferrero Rocher.

That gets stuck in my mouth along the way.

Ferrero Rocher, Ferrero Rocher.

So easy to eat and so hard to say.

© Ann Koplow, 2019

It’s hard to say what time it is, because we’re all in different places and time changes so rapidly. However, I do know that  it’s time for me to get ready for work.

I hope it’s time for you to leave a comment.

Of course, it’s always time for hope and gratitude.



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