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Stories from a life in progress.

Some days

Some days can barely make it out of bed.  Some days are full of energy and purpose.

Some days are for delicate poetry and carefully chosen words, arranged like flowers.  Some days are for fierce, firey declarations.

On some days, nothing changes.  On some days everything does.

Some days are laid out before they begin, as though fully formed from the hand of God.  Some days don't reveal their nature until the last winkings of starlight.

Some days are for crying and some are for cheers and on some, you just shake your head.

Some days.