leaving Los Angeles
This morning, I lay in bed, reading. Danny was by my side, reading on his phone. The kids were upstairs, making themselves breakfast and watching morning cartoons. After a full 3 weeks — with so many heartfelt connections — I felt a little hungover. I am happy to be home this weekend. Yesterday was the mundane joy of an ordinary day: going to the libra…
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