God, bunches lately. Working and working and people and riding. Agitating, I'm agitating. Like your washer, I know.
I went to a clean fine white space to wash my clothes. No danger, no Risk. Huge dryers they had, just monstrous. I might have fit in one of them.
Rode around, yesterday, with people I know. A farm, bicycles. Two swarms of bees (two!).
Lots of books, lots of plans. Lots to buzz about.
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