August 15th, 16:07
It’s not really morning pages, morning pages are 3 pages — handwritten — upon waking, but I just felt like opening my substack dashboard, starting a draft, and just write anything and everything that will come up while I play Blue Ether by Hansu Jot, my usual perfect 22’34” track to go with my morning pages. Again, this is not morning pages. It’s afternoon (and not early morning), Eā is napping in our family bed (we still co-sleep), I made myself my second matcha of the day, this time trying a rice/hazelnut milk I bought earlier today at the organic store, on my daily walk/prosperity date with my son: I like nothing more than going out for a walk with him, and let him explore whatever he wants that day. He does his own shopping — he takes the things he wants from the shelves, and puts them in my basket (or in his own kid shopping cart), unto the rolling mat (what is this thing called??) at the cashier, and he asks me my card to pay — he loves the sound: “tiing”. I ta…
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