And it's already a new day

It is now after midnight on April 8th.  It's still five years after my crash.  But my day of infamy is over.  And it wasn't a bad day.  I did some writing/editing.  I gave the dogs a bath (and then cleaned the bathroom top to bottom) because they stunk so bad from the drain ditch I couldn't stand it.  I cooked myself a lovely meal of tilapia, quinoa, and baby green salad with dark chocolate and strawberries for dessert.  I spent only a little time thinking, "if only I'd turned left".  Yes, it wasn't a bad day.