About halfway through the morning, I consider the countdown of days on my calendar, and debate the wisdom of even counting down. I’m not sure if I value the days more because they are disappearing, or if the knowledge of their passing just adds a sense of stress and urgency that makes it harder for me to enjoy where I am. Judging by the clenching
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Tacos, eh--I'll remember that every time I hear that from here on in...
Those blossoms are beautiful--I can't tell if they're lavender or true blue. So few flowers are really blue in nature compared to other colors.
Good thing you remembered chairs in time.
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