My Portland days are winding down. Still, I have 11,000 words due by the end of the month. My brain loops crazy and happy and sad and nostalgic and anxious. Green lights only remind me how hard going is.
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My Portland days are winding down. Still, I have 11,000 words due by the end of the month. My brain loops crazy and happy and sad and nostalgic and anxious. Green lights only remind me how hard going is.
Or listen on Apple Music.