Slowly, slowly.
I see a text message asking for a ride up the hill for basketball.
More laundry.
Early morning sun cascading over the hillsides and spilling through the trees.
But, will the timing be right?
A dead hummingbird outside the window.
Longing for that feeling of ease, of not feeling anxious and on edge all the time.
Evaluations.
Cycles.
When you listen, you learn. And if you’re willing to learn, you’ll most likely win.
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