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Spent most of the day making food for my son, who I will see in about 3 days. Very excited.
I turned on Spotify to listen to old country music that used to soothe my soul. It still does.
Sat down, looked to the sky, and saw the stained glass (actually just paint) that you see at the top of this post. I do love the bluebirds.
Other than that, my day didn’t bloom like the spring flowers that are peeking out from the early spring ground.
Rather, I fight against simple logic and fight for some semblance of reason. Some days, it just doesn’t come.
Some days, I just need to be held. That doesn’t happen either. Some days just suck.

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