Vanaheim days, Nithavellir nights here as we move into February. Today at work was trying, but I feel okay and I'm moving forward. I've been drawing very motherly, earnest, harvest-based cards all week. Nurturing cards. I don't know what that's about. It's not really a season of plenty.
Bailey is sitting on my lap as I type this. I haven't changed out of my work clothes, and I should really shower.
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