Tag Archives: Routine

THE SUN COMES UP ANEW

When sun comes up and stubborn sleeps you rub out from your eyes, and then, you stretch, your back you scratch. . . and, after a few early breaths, you sigh some long and waking sighs, and make a plan … Continue reading

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