At Chipotle for dinner.
Any conversation
I started bloggingโฆ again
mataherry.bearblog.dev
I have a toddler.
I come home from work, cook, feed, clean, wash up. We read stories and play. I put him to bed.
Then I put something on the television and my wife and I scroll on our phones until she goes to bed.
I am not so careless with the little free time I have.
I continue to scroll until about 1 am.
The next morning I do it again.
On the weekends, I get to drink wine.
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ไบ็ๅผๅคดๆปๆฏ่ฟๆ ท๏ผ้้ขๅ
ถไผ๏ผ็ไธๅ้ฒใๆ
ไบ็็ปๅฑๆปๆฏ่ฟๆ ท๏ผ่ฑๅผไธคๆต๏ผๅคฉๅไธๆนใ๏ผby ๅผ ๅไฝณ ใไปไฝ ็ๅ
จไธ็่ทฏ่ฟใ๏ผ
Stories always begin this way: a chance encounter, completely unexpected. Stories always end this way: two flowers bloom, then drift apart. (by Zhang Jiajia, I Belonged to You)
Sharing a link to my music blog: crusty-metallian.net
Not a lot of content yet, it's a work in progress :)
