The morning greeted me with soft warmth and the sun seemed to rise early. It slipped through my curtains, signaling that I got my ass up but I am not one to get out of bed on a typical August morning. I’d rather draw the curtains, push open the windows to let the muggy or crisp air in—whichever one nature decided to show up with for that day—and then I climb back into bed. With quiet in the air, I thought the mood w…More
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