A little hello from my corner of the world (starts every letter from me, ever). The weekend flew: pop tarts, TV. We went to see some horses (went to see the oracle). We went to dinner; each outing was wobbly. Four souls in one vehicle means collective happiness can be elusive. We found it, we find it. And yet. To learn to witness the wibble …
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