I am on holiday this weekend and will keep this one short so I can go outside and play. I’m going on a long hike next to the river and holding onto the last of these sweet summer days.
Dear Sundays,
Welcome to September. I'm in Bend, Oregon, watching the sunrise from my bed. It's been an entire month since I began this little writing experiment, and I feel like I always do when something extraordinary happens to me. "How did I get here?" I ask myself. It seems like a complete accident that any of this happens, and I can never believe my luck. My friend Rudy calls it synchronicity.
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