It’s raining outside, it’s that kind of steady rain that doesn’t pound on you when you walk in it but you still get wet because there is enough falling down consistently to soak through your shirt. And I’m on the porch at the Zen Den doing “work”. And by work I mean, procrastinating by writing. It’s a little chilly but there is no wind. THIS is the kind of porch sitting I enjoy.
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