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works of wandering
As of two o’clock in the afternoon I have logged nearly seventeen thousand steps. Walking. Wandering. Vaguely destinationed towards places where I could sit and write after walking and reading and trying not to trip and fall flat on my face. I’ll be the first to admit that I had no real plan about what
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lots to say, and lots of time
There will be cross-posting, I warn you now. Who’s to say what is the right way and what is not? After all, log onto any search engine or social media tool and do a quick query for blogging advice and it all revolves around these vague concepts of user engagement and click-thrus and follower counts
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those autumn vibes
There is a pale soft mist floating upon the grass this chilly October morning. I realize that is has been nearly a year since I wrote here, and in the meantime I have complicated our little relationship—a transaction that should be simpler—by adding and twisting and doing things that were never going to work without





