Dear reader,

I did not have coffee with Birdie this morning (someone else joined me today, and I will tell you about them later), but this is the third piece from yesterday. ⠀

Before she left, she told me about a dream she had. ⠀

“I was standing beside a swing set. But it wasn’t an ordinary swing set, it was a single harness suspended from some sort of ball and socket apparatus. This allowed it to swing 360 degrees. ⠀

The swing works best during a raging storm. Brutal winds are its source of energy. In my dream, I was afraid to get in the harness. Now, I see it could have turned the storm into a fun and creative ride.” She winked. “Perspective, remember?” ⠀

I don’t think I’ll forget about Birdie any time soon⭐️

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