Soon there is a new moon. They are the harbinger of, no kidding, new beginnings.
I hope that is true, because this blog has made me excruciatingly aware of the fact that the things that run through my mind are on a schedule like the meals at a psychiatric facility. Mondays, stew. Wednesday, roast. Sunday, pancakes. Tuesday, haiku. Thursday, existential angst.
But I do have a new pair of boots. Watch me blaze trails.
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