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Continue reading →: Waiting for the stormThere is something to be said about watching a storm roll in. The smell of petrichor suddenly blooming all around as the atmosphere becomes heavy with humidity is one of my favorite scents. I’m not sure you can bottle it, but it is unmistakable. More storms have rolled through the… ‘but, wait! here’s more!’
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Continue reading →: ISO: My memoryLast seen, I have no idea. This move is never ending, which is mostly untrue but feels so very real at the moment. I’m a week out from being mostly moved into the new place. Slowly but surely I’m getting the house packed up, miscellaneous papers gathered or shredded, yarn… ‘but, wait! here’s more!’
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Continue reading →: Procrastination at its finestI cannot even express how much I hate packing up a house. I’d like to say that I’ve been doing ok, but there is a reason I started so early. It is because I knew, without a doubt, that I would have trouble motivating myself to get it done. I’ve… ‘but, wait! here’s more!’
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Continue reading →: Stalking sleepSometimes I feel like I should be equipped with a sketchy raincoat and fedora trying to track down some shuteye. Not quite living in the 40s, but also missing my 40s when I could just lay my head down at the end of the day and find some rest. I’m… ‘but, wait! here’s more!’
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Continue reading →: Whimpering on my way out of the weekendFinished my second 5K of the year this weekend. Also unloaded and spread more wood chips than I ever want to see again, and put out 9 large bags of dirt which is still not enough. Needless to say my body is in revolt. My back and right knee hurt,… ‘but, wait! here’s more!’





