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November 08, 2020


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I turned off everything and asked my son to tell me when I should return from my imaginary cabin in the woods. I like that he protects me like that.

I was just like you: Refresh, Refresh, Refresh. I was between books, too, and so distracted I couldn't sit down and choose a new one from the e-library. A good book would have helped.

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