I am here, now, in this space so crisp and clear. I’ve dreamed of it for about three months. Yes, I’ve dreamed of this space, the visual of clearing off a cluttered desk with the quick westward swipe of an arm. I’m in love, here.
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Now. New Sunday; things have changed. Our antique clocks are wound with Spring’s new time. Sky, less gray and breeze brings a new blue, new season and, hopefully, a new me. ::: Then. Couldn’t sleep. At two a.m. I opened the front door for some perspective. My bare feet instantly soaked in a mixture of […]