Return to Chunks

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I know I know....
Its been sooo long.
My life has been in the Master Tapestry-maker's hands, being woven in intricate patterns, far far far away from where I thought it would head to...
It is well.
So, I am back.
I will rant, weep, praise, exclaim, despair, then start all over again.
This is a return to chunks of time.

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