Three Miles Wide Two Inches Deep [173]
Greetings from my house...
Time has readjusted it’s flow. My two weeks away were easily worth four. Yet this week seems to have been stolen by routine.
If I don’t stop to punctuate the week it would consist only of pot stirring, thumb scrolls, and dishwasher loads.
When you remember a forgotten truth, or learn something new, log, blog or journal these moments.
This is the only way…
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