I’ll be absolutely honest. I’ve been having a difficult time with my time travel piece. It’s in part because I haven’t made the time to sit down with it, and also because the rest of my life has been running me down like I’m a tunnel digging prison escapee.
At the moment I’m hiding in a metaphorical ditch while life shines its spotlights across the marsh from only a few feet away. The slightest breath and I might have to go be an adult and do life things. So let’s make the most of this time together before life finds me and throws me back in the clink.
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