Date With Myself

The coffee was lovely, the sounds of two fountains lyric, the several honeysuckles heady and transporting.  I’ve kicked out 1200 words of useful content and I’m uncertain how many of blogs and emails.  And there is day yet to be traversed pleasantly, and there has been no pressure of time or need.

Sometimes I’m just smart.

Crossposted from Epinephrine & Sophistry

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