I began my writing retreat. In a way, I wish it were beginning now.
By this time, we had completed our opening meeting, and I had gone on a walk. The weekend was open, full of potential.
But if this were the weekend, things couldn't be the same for myriad reasons that I can only guess.
And the truth is that this weekend is also full of potential.
I need to find potential in small doses.
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