life
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Mister Crow
Good Afternoon, Taylor. It’s late on Sunday when I write this because I have a little time and I haven’t written anything in a while. It’s not that we’re busy but that Ragdoll’s new job takes up a lot of… Continue reading
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Unfortunate Realities
Good Morning, Taylor I’m sitting here waiting for the library to open so I can get my book for the book club. Before this I was at the coffee shop with a mocha and an apple danish. They asked for… Continue reading
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Lots to Do, Little Time to Do It
Good Morning, Taylor. It’s been a while since my last letter. Mainly because Ragdoll is really busy now. She gives me as much time as she can and always about half. But it’s not a lot for her or for… Continue reading
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Sick as a Ragdog
Good Morning, Taylor, The last two days have been not good. They’ve been okay for me. Even boring. But Ragdoll was sick. Sick as a dog. Sick as a Ragdog. So for two days, I stayed inside. She offered me… Continue reading
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The End of Spring Break
Good Morning, Taylor. It’s a really nice day outside. and I’m having some lunch inside. I wanted to have lunch on the deck, but the neighbor is outside working on something. I decided not to go out because he’ll want… Continue reading
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Reflections on the Water
I’m sitting here at the edge of the lake, reading my book. There’s music playing on the beach and two older people are teaching kids Frisbee tricks. I’m part of the people parade, enjoying a day out. I went to… Continue reading
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The Process
Good Morning, Everyone. A few days ago, I was talking with The Beekeeper who asked me what The Backwoods looked like. And that’s when I realized I’ve been talking about my thoughts on your world, and haven’t said much about… Continue reading
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Intermission.
Good Morning, Taylor, This is a wierd day for me. I have nothing to do. I just read a new book for a little bit. I might watch a movie later. But for now, I have nothing to do. So… Continue reading
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“It is Only with the Heart that One Can See Rightly…”
Good morning, Taylor. There’s a lot on my mind today. Yesterday was a strange Tuesday day off for Ragdoll, so she said we could treat it like any regular weekend. She didn’t even get out of bed. Once she woke… Continue reading
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Don’t. Eat. My. Noodles.
Good Morning, Taylor. I’ve decided to go back to Good Morning, because wether I’m writing the letter, or you’re reading it, it’s morning for one of us. Right now it’s late afternoon for me and it’s a wonderful warm and… Continue reading
Coffee With Taylor 