Restless

One morning, I’m restless. I go upstairs and stand at the picture window in the living room looking at the greening hills on the other side of the valley. I turn around and go back downstairs to my office. I stand in the middle of the room looking at the mess on both of my

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Published on May 03, 2019 07:01
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