Pads of paper are sprinkled around my apartment – on my nightstand, in the kitchen and bathroom, next to the phone and my rocking chair. I’ve gotten to that age where if it isn’t written down, it doesn’t exist. So I pen these little reminders – things to do, grocery lists, . . . and … Continue reading Discovery . . . ?
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