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mère.

I don’t have much to say. It’s Monday, the end of a long and exhausting weekend. I don’t have much to say but I have far to much to do; a situation I’m getting used to.

But I wrote, not long ago, about a book my mother had sent me, and how much I loved reading the notes she’d scrawled in the margins. It was such a beautiful glimpse into such a rare life, and it’s a glimpse I want everyone to have.

She is an incredible writer.

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