I give myself permission be vulnerable to me.
Me time in the morning. I love it. I sit with a good cup of coffee and follow my mind wherever it wants to go. This morning, in the midst of musings, muffled from the backyard, I heard the Professor yelling loudly at our Border Collie, Tex.
“Bad dog! What’s wrong with you? Bad dog!! I can’t leave you alone without you digging! Bad dog! Get in your kennel…
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