Hello. It's me
“Hey!” I yell from my car window to the man sitting on the porch. “How are you?”
I got kicked off my porch today. Yeah, I know it sounds weird, me being kicked off my very own porch.
I move to get a better shot, and the bluebird thinks its funny.
The sun is shining. So I am writing.
I can't sleep in the dark anymore.
Annual mother's day anxiety...
They say that sometimes, walking out the door is the hardest part...
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