(Photo by me. That’s one of Darwin’s finches in the Galapagos!)
It’s foggy today, metaphorically and literally. It looks like the fog outside may be breaking up; hopefully the fog in my head won’t be far behind.
My thoughts feel like the trees outside, wrapped in a soft layer of concealment. I can make out shapes, but not much more.
I’m definitely taking a nap today.
Have a great Saturday!
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I’m feeling the need to nap.
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Oh I get it. I had the same urge!
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Naps are always a good thing. Enjoy Sunday off.
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I did! And they really, really are.
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I don’t mind rain or snow, but not a fan of fog. {shiver}
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I know what Donna means. There’s something about fog. Even when it’s not used for sinister effect, it hard to get away from the melancoly. May the fog – both weather-wise and brain-wise leave you soon. So tough to give of your best when hamstrung that way.
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