Something on the Wind
Something’s coming, and I’m thinking it’s a good thing. I feel quiet and electric and super-aware. Tingly. Unpacking is going along as expected. One box after another spilling it’s guts out, and me attempting to make sure that things are put in places where they look like they ought to belong. I don’t want to […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
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