The sun has finally broken through dark stormy skies. There is life and splashes of color sprouting from the dirt. The forsythia is blooming now while the azalea and lilac wait their turn.
Ahead, I still have much to do. I started a first draft of horrid scribblings that hopefully won't be so embarrassing when I email it to the editor on the 14th. There is no way he's getting this any earlier. I have a long way to go and much stands in the way.
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