It’s strange. This is the 24th day I’ve written something on here in a row here. I’ve been kind of dreading the day where, for whatever reason, nothing really came to me while reading.
It hadn’t come yet.
But it’s here now.
The good news is that I’m ok with it.
Do I wish I had something better to write this morning? Of course.
But I don’t.
My mind and body are tired, and maybe that has something to do with it.
All I know is that I have nothing else to write this morning, and that I’m ok with that.
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