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2018-306 Perfect day and Take steps

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Published: November 4, 2018
After a long break, Amanda published a set of self-care writing prompts for the month of November. I will write every day; some sketches may get posted.

Thursday's writing prompt was "perfect day". I wrote something. It was nothing wonderful, but it was a start. Today is a perfect day to begin again and take small steps forward.
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