Words are spilling off my fingertips, but not landing here. I've taken on the self-imposed task of condensing my entire life story into 500 words. Don't ask. 5,000 words would have been much, much easier. Every night I prune, cut, and sweat, and have vowed to finish that before this. Or else I'll never finish that.
I'm at word 342... the end is in sight.
1 comment:
Oh, I've been away myself and have missed reading you and about your lovely journey... it may take some time for me to catch up!
Glad you are home safe... take your time...
xo
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