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  • A Little Closer Everytime

    Good Morning, Taylor, It’s a really beauitful morning on the deck, and I’m hoping the crows will come visit. The book club I’m a part of had us reading The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy last month. I tried really… Continue reading

    A Little Closer Everytime
  • Hiding in Plain Sight

    Good Morning, Taylor, It’s a been a while since my last letter. But there’s a reason. I’ve been hiding. A few weeks ago, Ragdoll missed an important meeting she had to go to, and the person she was supposed to… Continue reading

    Hiding in Plain Sight
  • 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

    Sick as a Ragdog
  • 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

    The End of Spring Break
  • 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

    Reflections on the Water
  • 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

    The Process
  • 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

    Intermission.
  • “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

    “It is Only with the Heart that One Can See Rightly…”
  • 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

    Don’t. Eat. My. Noodles.
  • Ragdoll Check-In: Gaining An Invisible Roommate

    Hello…Ragdoll here. Andrea has decided to give me space (and time) to tell my side of our story. It goes back quite a ways, but is mostly a slow burn until this year. So I’ll try to keep it brief,… Continue reading

    Ragdoll Check-In: Gaining An Invisible Roommate