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Brunch and shopping
Library books and an icy run
I wash the blowout from my hair
And the unruly waves make me feel like me again

I plan stories in the afternoon
Pages of notes I might never use
All those branching possibilities
I love to be surprised

Saturday night – hydrated and sober
This is getting older
I found my first gray hair last week
And it made me smile

With Love,

Natalie