So here I sit, alone, left entirely in peace after a hectic day celebrating the 9th birthday of my son, and I can really think is, how can things be so quiet?My house has always seemed full... Careful what you wish for.
I long to share but then withdraw, I tire of myself. Tomorrow promises to be productive, shooting in the fall can be glorious, the smell of pumpkin spice everywhere... I am hopeful sleep will come on swift wings, and I will dream of nothing.
Zo
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