The Good Patrons of 750 Words

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For over a year, I’ve failed miserably at trying to recuperate my journaling habit on paper, knowing that opening a word document wouldn’t inspire me and would feel too much like work. And then I found 750 words. My jumbled thoughts about a tumultuous time have been forming into something productive; my sense of belonging to this beautiful community of eggs and birds and, somewhere back in there, humans has grown; my commitment to growing possibilities has blossomed.

On this Thanksgiving day, I want to say, “Thanks, Buster.” And to any who have not read the Patronage page explanation, it’s a great thing to do.

Peace, writing, and health to all!