I wonder and sometimes worry. Herein lie those ponderings with perhaps some editing but still in their truer forms. Whisper as well, though in truth, whispers are just that, rustlings in the wind and nothing more. It is kind to not be alone with one's own whispers.
Wednesday, February 24, 2021
Nothing.
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And back to bed. It's right at 7:11. I am sure there are things I need and want to do. I just can't keep with things. To bed, to sleep. I will... work when I wake? I've been asleep for hours, just in my chair.
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