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awake

For some people, and I am one of them, sleep is an elusive and frustrating necessity. (#996) Continue reading

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Proof

Today, I raked leaves and bagged them before tomorrow’s rain. It was a good day. (#961) Continue reading

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fun with muscles

She ran into the room in a panic worse than mine because I was screaming or hollering at least the way husbands will when they have lopped off a limb or the quarterback drops the ball in the end zone … Continue reading

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