In which everything surprises me
Will anyone be surprised that I find everything surprising? I seem to muddle through life in a constant state of surprised amazement. What does that say about me? That I appreciate everyday magic? That I just don’t notice things until they go all blammo? Sunrises, sunsets Kindness Light on the water The roar of the … Continue reading In which everything surprises me
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