Breathing 

Last night had a long chat with my eldest sister(a solid touchstone in my existence) and the one thing we pondered was what would we do if we only had five years left to live. After I said mine she pointed out I didn’t mention writing, sadly(happily??) writing is breathing to me. It’s a secondary life function I don’t think of as part of my life, but my life would cease without. So cheers to all of you breathing life to the page today.

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