Even when we,       like absent-minded locomotive engineers,       lose track of time and skip a station       on the stopping pattern, there remains  &… Read on blog or Reader Eunoia Review Read on blog or Reader And There Was Evening, and There Was Mourning By perfectsublimemasters on July 8, 2024 Even when we,       like absent-minded locomotive engineers,       lose track of time and skip a station       on the stopping pattern, there remains       in the day a comfortable predictability,       a harmonious symphony measured by the metronome       of clicking train tracks. The sun rises,       soars scorching overhead in either radiant joy       or quieted cloudiness and then blazes in […] Continue reading Comment Like You can also reply to this email to leave a comment.

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