Birdsong and traffic
And an ordinary day
Chaos and jitters
And a crazy, crooked way
For cracks to widen
And things to slip through
Losing trinkets and time
Until I finally discover you.
(On crazy days, one is glad for fairy lights.)
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Day 25 of 108
Here are all the things I am grateful for: 1. Papa is well. Spoke to him today. 2. Managed to go to the gym today. 3. Enjoyed seeing a real...
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