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A Well Run Life

Jun 21, 2016

Some things seem to require cultivation and some things seem to erupt.

My little house is quiet as I write. Time is wrapped up in a tiny blanket beside me sleeping – snoring predictably - indifferent to my instructions to stop, start, back-up. I pat it gently as to not harm it.

In silent mystery of this moment, I hope you are well loved and safe under our shared sky.