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.
Friday, May 6, 2022
Happy Mother's Day weekend.
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I... thought it was next weekend. So... she called me. Of course.
Still, thinking of her. Definitely... thinking of her.
I'm... thinking... I hear the liquor store calling?
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