So my lovely nail technician is finishing off another client.
The Polish chatter with a child who wants to be anywhere else other than nail salon today is a universal language.
There is the songs coming from the YouTube tv: it goes straight to the …
To me it is noise. The padam padam of the beat detracts from the rap.
The next song is better: more tuneful, with distorted lyrics. I am surely glad not to be seeing the screen
So what do I do: I open my prayer app and while all the noise is happening… I pray.
I enter into the contemplative prayer time I have learned this year; my breath slows, my ears close ( well not so much close but stop impinging noises)
My eyes close and I am
I wait, upon the Lord
As I wait for Ana
I write about Stuff 
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