#OTR50 Day 95: Old Lady Puppy

She knows our rhythms and we know hers | She knows how to nest with us and our home every which way |Laying out across the long sofa, she spoons herself against a chest | Lounging with a laptop, she presses her side against our legs […]

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#OTR50 Day 94: Analytics Anomalies

I fall into the trap of numbers | Statistics Stats Sign-ups Stays Length of visit Rebounds Clicks | These are all things that meant something different half my lifetime ago […]

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#OTR50 Day 93: Parisian Graffiti

Would I be a silent and secret artist | Building up the courage courage courage | Waiting to be inspired by an unexpected canvas | Spontaneously stopping in my tracks to paint […]

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#OTR50 Day 91: Rolling in the Mud

I want to live my life with the kind of simple happiness and spontaneity that Luna has rolling in the cool mud on a hot sunny day. […]

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#OTR50 Day 90: Montréal Margarita

The sweet liquid gold in sparkling crystal | Allows me to imagine | I am somewhere else in time and space | You are with me and this […]

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#OTR50 Day 88: Magic Leftover Nachos

Our oldest child was always the most amenable of all three to learning and helping out.
Since moving back home, I’ve learned that the kid has become very good at a particular speciality of meal creation. […]

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#OTR50 Day 86: Memes

I am presently experiencing life at a rate of several WTFs per hour […]

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