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flax-golden tales: the magic number
the magic number Math has never been my strong suit, but I do love numbers individually when they don’t require addition or subtraction or complex calculations. When they can just be what they are
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now we are thirty-three.
It seems like an auspicious sort of age. So far it is raining, but I am rather fond of rain.
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links in lieu of actual post.
I am still in post-moving recovery mode. There are lots of cardboard boxes involved. It is also my birthday tomorrow. So I will still be internet-light for a bit while I’m settling in and
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flax-golden tales: sunken ships and siren songs
sunken ships & siren songs They say the sea is filled with nothing but claw-snapping creatures and danger. That it should be avoided at all costs, that it is something to fear. I can’t
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lucky.
Found a four-leaf clover today. Am wondering if it is lucky even though something clearly took a bite out of it before I discovered it, or if it is now only mostly lucky.
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flax-golden tales: precarious
precarious There are more birds who cannot fly than you might expect. And those who simply choose not to, for their own personal reasons. Grounded by choice or broken wings or lousy magnetoception. Though