No internal resistance this morning. I have energy, and a lovely swim, and walk with Charlie. Feeling restored. And the birds are cheerful in the sky, in the trees, singing. There’s windy current on the river. I have dreamed of old boyfriends, in a funny way. I wake up laughing, amused by the dreaming self, seeming to send me jokes. How can Easter be already this weekend, I wonder. I’m not ready! I have bought a few surprises for the special one’s basket. And some white eggs for dyeing. We have a family birthday coming, too. My youngest has a birthday in a few days. Frank and I work together in the late afternoon, I help him on his project. And then we have an unexpected evening together in an empty house. A quiet dinner, and then some errands. It was all just right, just right, just what we needed.