Posted in Life, My Son, writing

Twenty Five Seven

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Twenty-Five Seven.”

If my son is home, I’d spend that extra hour with him.
If he’s not, I’d like to devote at least half of that to writing. The other half would alternate between yoga one day and crafting the next.

Please note: there is a good chance Saturday’s Post will be postponed.
Mea culpa.
Blessed Be.

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Mom, cat-lover, ovo-lacto vegetarian, voracious reader, verbose writer on various subjects. Expect anything & everything & feel free to suggest a topic or ask a question.

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