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Day Two; New Beginnings a Gift

I feel a bit like I am in that movie with Bill Murray, Groundhog Day. I’m sitting in my usual spot, another cup of coffee within reach and outside my windows the world is shrouded in fog. The sky that … Continue reading

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November Fourth; World and Worry Weary

¬†Every morning¬† since the end of March and I was laid off from my job, my mother has called me. Sometimes more than once a day, but at least, every morning. It is her way of greeting and beginning the … Continue reading

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