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Because I’m scared that if I don’t commit to it, in public, to you, I will spend my two hours of precious daily babysitter time fast asleep in my bed….
I am writing this during my September Equinox retreat. It’s already chilly–I put my wool socks on last weekend when we played the Turtle Hill Festival, and I haven’t traded…
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