The holidays are over, and it's time to get back to normal. Whatever normal is, really. What's normal for you may not be for someone else. For instance: a normal day for me (of late anyway) is getting up early, grabbing a couple of handfuls of unsalted peanuts, and stepping outside to spread them onto a shiny plate. Then, I grab a caller out of my robe pocket and use it to hail the local pair of Crows to breakfast. When we moved back to our hometown two years ago, one thing I noticed about the n...
The holidays are over, and it's time to get back to normal. Whatever normal is, really. What's normal for you may not be for someone else. For instance: a normal day for me (of late anyway) is getting up early, grabbing a couple of handfuls of unsalted peanuts, and stepping outside to spread them onto a shiny plate. Then, I grab a caller out of my robe pocket and use it to hail the local pair of Crows to breakfast. When we moved back to our hometown two years ago, one thing I noticed about the n...
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