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[Hoarded Ordinaries] After days of rain, sleet, and wet snow--New Hampshire's quintessential wintry mix--this morning I woke to see sunlight streaming through my window blinds. After days of feeling like I'd been kicked in the kidneys, this morning I woke to feel some residual tenderness and the usual morning creakiness, but not much worse. After days of not leaving the house, this morning I woke to walk the dog around a stretch of neighborhood I normally walk every day. After days, in short, of not being my usual self, this morning I woke to return to the usual routine.


There's a zen feeling about this suggestion. I feel as if I ought to sit down and describe what's all around me and sort of live in the moment as I try to share the place with everyone else. But in truth, I'm sitting on the couch in the [playroom], up to my knees in JUNK and stifling, as I write, the urge to get a big plastic garbage bag and clean up. Then again, I should chill out, no? P.


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