Spring Break

My 39th birthday turned into a different tale for me. I performed at a Baptism luncheon, went shopping, and was served a marvelous fish dinner. Before I could blink, Atlanta welcome me with open arms. I toured the Center for Human & Civil Rights with great emotion and a new understanding of what my forefathers experienced before me. Uber became a new hobby and Southern charm was all the rage. The peachy place made for a wonderful getaway if only for a moment.
As Easter Day turns into night, my body is tired while my mind is feverish. My week has been planned yet the phone needs to be charged. Another trip to the Farmer’s Market is necessary in order to make it through the week. Simple changes that I have made to my diet seem to have sent some of the pounds away. Olive oil is my friend. What does the season of birth have in store for me?

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