Alchemy of Words
Words.
Sometimes they harden, wedge in the tip of the pen.
Words.
Sometimes they harden, wedge in the tip of the pen.
I’ll waste a lot more than a ream of cardstock to remind the people in my life that we are connected.
I’m not sure exactly how the solo day will play out nor if the people in my life will get on board, but I’ll try. I think at first I’ll be fidgety, like when I sit down to write and need fifteen minutes to settle in. But once I embrace the soloness, I expect transformative moments. Or at least, a nice break and some good rest.
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