An ongoing quest for the meaning of life. Does true happiness exist in a Tory Burch turquoise-trimmed sheath, a MarieBelle Dark Chocolate Croquette bar, a rose garden, a rocky Maine beach, a daughter's eyes, an inky star-sprinkled sky, hours of computer keystrokes that tell a story--or all of the above?
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Sunday, December 13, 2020
Heading to Bed Soon
Sleep is my blanket, my comfort. Hard day, tho Sis and Buttercup did come to visit and we went for a walk as the sunset tinted the sky. Last night was uneasy, I was up past 2 a.m. and then rose by 9.
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