Twenty-something

Random Thoughts and Real Inspiration

Stop.

The morning is glorious, though I have not a proper porch to sit upon and enjoy it. What does one call a detached set of five steps to get into the first door leading into one’s building? Whatever we’d like to call it, I am reclining (ha!) on one of said stairs, with my backContinue reading “Stop.”


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