Friday, August 3, 2012

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Not the best week. But still very grateful for all that I have. Especially the time I have early in the morning before the day job when all its chaos crowds in. I love the quiet dark house when the only sound is my pen on the page and the dogs breathing beside me. All that is in my head is the lines coming from my hand.

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