In this moment, everything is still.
There is a giant moon tonight.
Fourth house of family what?
I do know that my weeks on running on fumes is over.
This Labor Day will be one of rest.
My mind. My heart. My soul.
I hope to write some lighter thoughts as the days pass.
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The daily jazz of my mind, as pure & honest as possible; but know that words are themselves filters of the original thought/idea.
