Dear Wednesday,
Interesting. Afternoons may be saying summer, but mornings are all about autumn.
Love,
Kevin
(26 August 2020)
Dear Wednesday,
Interesting. Afternoons may be saying summer, but mornings are all about autumn.
Love,
Kevin
(26 August 2020)
Dear Tuesday,
Another autumn-like morning. Appropriate.
Love,
Kevin
(25 August 2020)
Dear Monday,
It feels like autumn this morning.
Love,
Kevin
(24 August 2020)
One year later.
Dear Sunday,
May those who cursed us by wishing we would live in interesting times live in even more interesting times when this is over.
Love,
Kevin
(23 August 2020)
The next morning.
Another one left this day.
Dear Saturday,
Some leave. Some find a new home.
Love,
Kevin
(22 August 2020)
Dear Friday,
Well, some things are moving along.
Love,
Kevin
(21 August 2020)
Dear Thursday,
Where did I put the stamps?
Love,
Kevin
(20 August 2020)
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