A heart-pounding headache and a little Love Is Blind have kept me from writing.
Actually, I have kept me from writing. I thought if I waited long enough, procrastinated until the witching hour, I’d get out of it.
My plan was to find a cute photo or three, post them, and then bee-bop into bedtime and dream of Puff the Magic Dragon and Charlotte’s Web.
Both of those movies came to mind so quickly. And when I sat with it for a second, I realized why: I watched them on repeat as a kid. They were worlds I escaped into—kind of like Mary Poppins and Bert jumping into the chalk drawings on the sidewalk.
I do need to go. It’s almost midnight.
I feel the need to apologize for dialing it in tonight. Sorry.
Love,
Jaclynn
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