Splashing down, blowing up

What a nice weekend. Not to say taking time and writing to tell you about all that happens in my life or crosses what’s left of my brain isn’t great and all, but it was nice to not write. It was nice to just let myself drift a bit through the weekend. Oh sure, there were touchpoints, a couple of scheduled items that needed to be hit, but otherwise it was just nice to let things happen. And then nice to not have to take an hour to sit...

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