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How many of us have perfected the art of knowing our limitations? I know I haven't:
Sleep came to me last night
Peaceful, no jerking awake, no searing pain
In fact I seemed dead to the world,
No terrifying nightmares a quiet slumber
This morning – energized
Can’t remember when I last felt like this.
Turbo charged I decide to do all those things so long outstanding.
The dogs sense my energy and rush to the door waiting for it to open and for their walk to begin.
The sun is shining – not a soul about so early are we. The grass is still wet, baby rabbits abound.
Life feels good.
We return happy and tired. Dogs flop to the ground silly grins and great long tongues.
No sprite on my shoulder telling me what I can’t do.
The house sees more action and is the tidiest it has been in years
Now for the garden – that lawn needs tackling
Hours later grey clouds gather
I sit defeated the sprite on my shoulder laughing
You never thought I would let you get away with it did you?
Body broken – will I ever learn the art of pacing myself
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