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Day 78

Day 78

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The mountains are calling and I must go.
— John Muir

. She handed me a small bottle of cedarwood essential oil. The scent hit me with a memory I couldn't place but felt like childhood and forest and father.

. Tarot for March said that a message would be sent that would reverberate through me and force me to consider some truths and then a woman who was a stranger said the thing that I didn't want to hear.

. Things I want to ask you:

  • Where is your favorite place?
  • What hurts?
  • What heals you?
  • How do you slow down time?

. Soon, Friday nights will be under stars and Saturday mornings will be shaking the mist off my limbs and there will be dew in my coffee.

. Vita & the Woolf. 4 sleeps. Holy communion.

. I left the library with more books than I could possibly read in 30 days and no I can't text you back because now I'm reading but I still love you.

. Teeny tiny oranges everywhere.


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