Sometimes this is how mornings look.
Fuzzy Mornings
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Searching
Searching
I’m always searching
For things left in that safe place.
How hard can it be?
I am pretty sure
My Room of Requirements
Is laughing at me.
Heart of Stones
I saw this while on an urban hike in San Marcos, Texas.
On Reading: Story Sunday
Library card expired. Nothing to read.
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Yes, that’s the beginning, middle, and end of this story. Search on Six Word Stories and you’ll find a gazillion of them. Not to worry, though, I have it on my to-do list to renew my library card.
Pink Vase
A pink vase in sunlight, casting its own shadow.
