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Sunday therapy

Sunday therapy

Finally, a day off. Slept in. After I made coffee and brunch I was free for a few hours to write while Tom was reading. Like a normal Sunday. We came up with an ambitious agenda for the afternoon and evening. We wanted to go to the playfield so that Tom could walk on the track, … read more Sunday therapy

Posted on August 14, 2016May 15, 2019Author LisaCategories ImprovisationTags 2015, lake, pontoon, recovery, swim, Tom, track, walk, water2 Comments on Sunday therapy
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