Maybe It’s The Moon

Morning Pages at noon from an insomniac mother of two toddlers:

7:35pm last night. Still light out. Pink clouds. Another shooting. 4 shots fired. Heard it, thought it was fireworks. Wanted it to be fireworks. Which I despise but trust I don’t understand why people love them so I’m letting it go. Our evening walks in the double stroller are what I look forward to. Marking the end of a day. Beginning of a night. To find myself…

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