Monday I walked up and down orchard with no aim in mind except a foot massage. Tuesday I spent the morning with Slayer and the rest of the afternoon peacefully reading. Wednesday I went out for breakfast with FH and then lunch with him and more aimless wandering till home.
Maybe because I know the deadlines looming, which is why these few days of no aim seem especially sweet.
Aaaah, how long can this last?
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