Back at it, eating up what I find outchea, trying to beat the heat but bracing for the chill when it runs down my spine at my desk or in my car on the way home. I’m getting a sense of the tides in the affairs, and what that means for what I’m doing. Setting intentions? Yup, woo-woo but necessary.

Fresh baked doughnuts on a wire metal tray, just out of the fryer and cooling and draining, after a person wearing a red apron puts them there.

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