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Last night I cried myself to sleep at the simple possibility that Mark would never speak to me again. It can be so hard to live with an open and passionate heart, but so worthwhile. I am tempted to remove him from my life to prevent the pain I am now certain to endure. But, what would that help?
This morning, a therapeutic bike ride. I insist my knee be well. I like dancing. It is hard to do with my knee feeling so sore and weak.
A busy weekend is happening. Today is painting primer on the old walls, an maybe putting down landscaping stakes. Tomorrow is grass removal. This yard is way too big and consumes so much water. I will miss my little fairy forest against the fence, but the tree is dead, anyway.
The baby and dog LOVE roaming the yard. I enjoy watching their delight. It is heartening. I will take solace in their love.
This morning, a therapeutic bike ride. I insist my knee be well. I like dancing. It is hard to do with my knee feeling so sore and weak.
A busy weekend is happening. Today is painting primer on the old walls, an maybe putting down landscaping stakes. Tomorrow is grass removal. This yard is way too big and consumes so much water. I will miss my little fairy forest against the fence, but the tree is dead, anyway.
The baby and dog LOVE roaming the yard. I enjoy watching their delight. It is heartening. I will take solace in their love.