Hello, Dear Ones!
I’m sitting in a quiet little coffee shop in Fort Collins as I write this note to you. It’s kind of what I call an old people coffee shop (maybe that is inappropriate?) and I love this cozy place because, well, I am one. Old that is. My daughters don’t like it when I say I’m an older person, and granted, I do have a very young energy …
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