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It’s a rainy day again. Samson is under my desk watching out the window.
The office is slowly waking up and rolling in. I’m designing invitations for some events in New York and Dallas today. Hoping to make it to the product development and travel schedule finalization. The dry-erase board is full, my inbox outweighs my outbox. My kettle just whistled, and there is a steady hitch and thump of Barbara running a press in the studio.
I love this place.
My thought this morning–there’s too much right to stress about the small passing matters. Even the big, small passing matters.

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