I like to imagine that come January, say, 4th or 5th, our life is going to be fairly calm, just drifting along in an unhurried, relaxed way. The move will be past us, we should be settled in with few social engagements, and I will be able to write and do art and potter around the garden and...
Yeah, I know it is only a daydream, and there is
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