Good morning.
Still waiting for this storm to pass.
All the quiet is disturbing, except when it’s peaceful.
We’ve all been anticipating the worst of this for a while now. Too long.
Rip the bandaid, already.
As we wait for this storm to pass.
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Some people called me a blogger once. Now, I’m just tucking away some words for myself and you. Here to shine a bit of light on this present darkness.
