Dear Fleur.
Start my new teaching job today.
Chai.
Norwegian books in my bedroom.
Falling head over heels for "The Princess Bride" in a way I couldn't even imagine.
Textbook worries.
Ezekiel still.
Nat is home.
Thoughts on Mothers via Pan and baby sister's essays.
Chickens out.
Aloe vera.
Eighteen plus six is not twenty-five, even if you think it is.
And,
painting today I promise.
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