A year ago I was walking everywhere, painting rocks, solving murder boxes, baking sourdough bread, and working in my garden. Times were fraught, and these things brought me comfort and joy.
Just as they did today.
A year ago I was walking everywhere, painting rocks, solving murder boxes, baking sourdough bread, and working in my garden. Times were fraught, and these things brought me comfort and joy.
Just as they did today.
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