Monsters Are Grumbling.

I do love blogging. And blogging loves me. Monsters are grumbling. Getting hungry. I’m not ready for them to wake up. I completely abandoned any efforts to shift my negative- no, that’s not true. I didn’t abandon my efforts, I was just overwhelmed by the monsters. I’ve gotten hold of the reigns again, I am happy to say. Monsters. I like this image. This idea, this translation of the untranslatable. Off to socialize with parents and their friends. I can do this. I can! 

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A woman who remembers enjoying writing.
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