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the weekend that was

the weekend that was


End the week weary to my bones, with fire raging in my brain and a fiercely grateful heart for all that I know and all I have yet to learn. Marvel at the closing-day-light that heralds the weekend. Wake early and be the last to rise. Tend the fire. Bake. Go out for a run that ends with a plunge in the ocean. Notice the way the rain makes everything glisten and seem more alive. Give things away. Then give more.

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