Shea is curled tightly at my feet, as she has been for the past several hours while I’ve been reading through The Grapes of Wrath accompanied by Working Days.
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bookmark_borderJournal – Mon. 8 Mar. 2021
I have no one to talk to but the page. And my mind seems hell-bent against my doing so…
And everything I want to write about is a secret.