A Writer's Notebook, Two-Thousand-And-Thirty-Six

Another evening writing session.  I am finding it hard to get into a morning rhythm with things as they are right now.  It has been a bit strange getting used to my Mother's new apartment, which I expected.  It was never going to be an easy adjustment, but knowing it was going to be difficult hasn't made it that much easier.

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