In lieu of trying to belong to any number of societies: Chesterton, Sherlock Holmes, the Inklings, and so on: I propose and establish one of my own. Don your intelligence cap at the door; dust off your logic and imagination; did you bring your inspiration and encouragement? We are shapers, my friends; lit lamps; light-bringers. Bring quotes; poetry should be uplifting and thoughtful, or witty and clever, (or both). Humor is encouraged; laughter is invited back. Pull up a chair. Anyone for tea?

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Treats and well wishes

bite-size caprese
goodbye first-legit-coworkers
chocolate zucchini bread


















Brought treats to work today.

A man came into the drugstore today and said, 'I love this place! I used to go to one of these. They sold everything! But it got bought out. Hold on to it hard!'
I didn't tell him I was leaving, that this was my last day. I just agreed with him. It is a dying breed and I hope this one continues to go strong, against the current.
'They take care of you in a place like this.' he said, and proceeded to call me 'Hun', and bought himself a fedora.

Everyone is wishing me luck, and asking if I'm excited. I am.


















So many well wishes. So many 'be safe's. A gift and note from my coworkers.
It was a great last day.
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