The page of almost nothing

It is a blank night. I had a hundred things in my head today and here I sit with a page of nothing in my head. 

I had a great nap today. 

I ate some chocolate. 

Charlie R. was the perfect child today, not even a stinky diaper. 

Counting my many blessings. Well, that is something. Yeah. 

It’s all good. 

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