Yesterday, I spent the whole afternoon reading, enjoying the sun and the warmth of a glassed-in front porch. It felt like a scene from a novel by Gabriel Garcia Marquez. Everyone, including me, is dying to get back to normal, when we can run around town without a care with the freedom to do whatever we want. Those times are coming. They'll be here before we even know it. Once they do return, I bet we'll be griping about the speed, the hustle and bustle, of our busied lives soon after. It's inevitable. Enjoy this quiet time while you can, with you and your loved ones stuck in the same house for a few weeks––together. They'll be over soon enough. And I can't wait.
Sleeping in is a waste of daylight. Do what you love––go fishing. No excuses.
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