From the blog http://www.blissanddrumming.com, Clementine reads this piece.

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The week in Costa Rica led up to my birthday. The travel back involved many legs and different planes, and I spent the day curled up on the couch sleeping it all away. I felt the pull to do something special, but sleeping seemed to be what was called for on this birthday. I was alone, the old man and the pug were out of town, and I let go of offers of fun knowing that I may need a recovery day after travel. Seems I was right.

Off and on during the day, big regrets of not making the most of the day rose up, but I let those go. Birthday, shmirthday. Every day is celebration. I had been feted at the previous show. A river of well wishes waited for me on the phone and computer. I closed my eyes and drifted into the gratitude of the love in my life.