Day of Rest

I woke up tired this morning. I’ve had a lot going on lately, had really weird dreams last night. Some pretty big stuff has happened and needs to be processed. Once again, I’d planned to write a post about meeting Cheryl Strayed, even wrote the first part while I worked on my morning pages, but it’s just not going to happen today.

I noticed this sign on our walk with the dogs this morning, next to a small grove of trees just starting to turn gold, in the same spot we’d seen two mama deer and their babies a few minutes before — a reminder to slow down.

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