Ten.One Thousand, One Hundred
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Humidity still hanging in the air.
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Too many tiny snails. I will tread lightly. Sorry to anyone I smush on my trek across the lawn to water the tomatoes.
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Salad for breakfast.
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Already in pain and it’s not yet 7 in the morning.
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Tunnel vision.
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I worry about the length of time in the car and being away from the desk for so long. It feels like a disruption in my schedule though it’s probably a good idea for me to be out of the house.
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Yes. Let’s do it.
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I think it’s starting to sink in.
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I got them. Got them so good they fell on the floor.
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“Look closely at the present you are constructing: it should look like the future you are dreaming.” ― Alice Walker