New Blend
a short birthday confession
On weekdays, I endeavor to sneak away into my office at around 2 pm to write; sometimes to you, sometimes to myself. This is a luxury for me; time; time to myself; time to cultivate creativity; time for introspection. More than the time, though, woven through the strands of each second is a thread of delicate hope.
Weaving hope into time—this feels like …
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