Tough times, with two
loved ones fighting cancer. No time to complain about shovelling the driveway
four times in two days (At least I'm in the physical shape to do it.) and about
my boy and partner being away for March Break. Much brooding, some writing, much
more introspection and flirting with writing revelations, like thunder
grumbling, ever-present in the distance.
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