Morning.

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Victory in our time! I’ve completed 1177 words this morning and can now shop without the cloud over my head. I’m sure the shopping itself can replace the cloud, but for now, blue skys. Not sure if I’ll get a chance to do more writing today, but…

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Evening, Ralph.

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1051 words, against all odds. Next goal: to get a 1000 in before noon tomorrow, when Meghan comes to pick me up for our trip to the mall. We need to rebuild me from the (high) heels up, fashion-wise, since I’ve been wearing sweatshirts and yoga pants…

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Evening, Sam.

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At the moment the word count stands at goose egg. Zero. I’m not proud. Well, I’m not without a little pride, because I’ve spent part of my time today doing a good deed for a friend who just had a baby. But not too much pride, because…

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