Whispers of the heart

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Open eye, see clock, shut eye, sleep in.
Morning hazy, but afternoon cleared up nicely.
Pulled on my brightest pair of blue jeans and
my oldest George Thorogood concert T-shirt,
and ran some errands to the dual soundtrack of
Robert Palmer (in the car) and Bonnie Raitt
(outdoors at the plaza). Checks are deposited.
New pens for the erasable calendar acquired.
Picked up my weekly chai and then came back home
to turn off the heat and open my bedroom windows.
A small black and white cat sits on the sill.
Her sparkling fur is red-tinted by direct sun,
and she twitches as birds and squirrels pass by.
Tomorrow may rain, but from today, I have sunshine.