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I suppose the only thing I can do on Thursday is read my notes as I wrote them whilst the waves were rolling. You'd see right through me trying to put any distance between me and my feelings.
Feeling like an idiot for asking whether grief is a form of stress during that workshop this evening.
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'Somewhere up above the great divide Where the sky is wide, and the clouds are few A man can see his way clear to the light 'You have all the grace you need for today, and today is all that matters.' - Steve Austin
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