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Ordinary Average Thoughts

Confounding expectations since 1963

Dear Saturday

Dear Saturday…

2020/04/11 — Leave a comment

Dear Saturday,

What a weird way to start the day…

Love,
Kevin

(11 April 2020)

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Dear Saturday…

2020/04/04 — Leave a comment

Dear Saturday,

It’s quiet in here.

Love,
Kevin

(4 April 2020)

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Dear Saturday…

2020/03/28 — Leave a comment

Dear Saturday,

I know you wanted to pretend to be another day—but at least you don’t have to worry about traffic.

Love,
Kevin

(28 March 2020)

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Dear Saturday…

2020/03/21 — Leave a comment

Dear Saturday,

Sunny day. And quiet. Maybe too quiet.

Love,
Kevin

(21 March 2020)

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Dear Saturday…

2020/03/14 — Leave a comment

Dear Saturday,

Okay, what was I saying?

Love,
Kevin

(14 March 2020)

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Dear Saturday…

2020/03/07 — Leave a comment

Dear Saturday,

Is it safe yet?

Love,
Kevin

(7 March 2020)

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Dear Saturday…

2020/02/29 — Leave a comment

Dear Saturday,

Looks like you get to be the odd one out this time.

Love,
Kevin

(29 February 2020)

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Dear Saturday…

2020/02/22 — Leave a comment

Dear Saturday,

This will be the last one of these we see for a while.

Love,
Kevin

(22 February 2020)

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Dear Saturday…

2020/02/15 — Leave a comment

Dear Saturday,

The cat needs to get better at staring contests. It’s almost too easy.

Love,
Kevin

(15 February 2020)

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Dear Saturday…

2020/02/08 — Leave a comment

Dear Saturday,

Words choose strange times to hide.

Love,
Kevin

(8 February 2020)

This entry was posted in Life, Musings, Writing and tagged Dear Saturday, February 2020, letters to the days of the week, year 7. Bookmark the permalink.

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