Sunday, June 29, 2025

After the Storm


After the storm that raged through the night, today the skies are a clear, beautiful blue. If only the political storm we’re living through could pass as easily.

It’s a quiet Sunday here. I’ve cooked a few meals for the week ahead and now, with that done, I’m settling into the stillness.

On a scale of one to ten, my desire to write is about a one. I’d much rather curl up with a book.

So that’s exactly what I’m going to do.


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After the Storm

After the storm that raged through the night, today the skies are a clear, beautiful blue. If only the political storm we’re living through ...