The exercise:
Write about: the knowledge keepers.
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Wednesday February 15th, 2017
The exercise:
Write about: the keeper.
Busy bakery today, aside from a stretch in the afternoon that allowed me to get a start on cleaning up the back. Had a lady come in fifteen minutes before closing who bought two out of the last three loaves and two out of the last five epis. Unfortunately no one else came in after her, but I was pleased to have hardly anything left to put in the freezer at closing.
My cold didn't bother me too much, as the congestion isn't too bad at this point. Just have to remember to have a glass of water at the front for when my voice starts to give out.
Back at it tomorrow.
Mine:
A keeper of secrets, that's what they call me. Oh, I might have a secret or three. Many more, almost certainly. An exact number, however, you shall never see. That's just one of my secrets, obviously.
Do you have one you wish to share? I shall keep it with such great care - I swear! Go on, speak it, if you dare. No others shall hear it, only myself and the air.
I see that it is hard for you to trust. Take your time, if you must. Perhaps it would be easier for you to entrust your secret if you just thought of it as writing it in dust moments before an obliterating wind gust?
Here and then gone, no more permanent than the dawn or a yawn. So let me hear it, go on.
Oh, my - that is quite dark. I should think that carrying such a burden would leave a terrible mark. It must have felt permanent, like a birthmark. But it is shared now, so go forth and walk a little lighter through the park. I daresay you deserve to have a bit of a lark.
Go on, laugh like you'd forgotten how. Your secret is mine now.
Write about: the keeper.
Busy bakery today, aside from a stretch in the afternoon that allowed me to get a start on cleaning up the back. Had a lady come in fifteen minutes before closing who bought two out of the last three loaves and two out of the last five epis. Unfortunately no one else came in after her, but I was pleased to have hardly anything left to put in the freezer at closing.
My cold didn't bother me too much, as the congestion isn't too bad at this point. Just have to remember to have a glass of water at the front for when my voice starts to give out.
Back at it tomorrow.
Mine:
A keeper of secrets, that's what they call me. Oh, I might have a secret or three. Many more, almost certainly. An exact number, however, you shall never see. That's just one of my secrets, obviously.
Do you have one you wish to share? I shall keep it with such great care - I swear! Go on, speak it, if you dare. No others shall hear it, only myself and the air.
I see that it is hard for you to trust. Take your time, if you must. Perhaps it would be easier for you to entrust your secret if you just thought of it as writing it in dust moments before an obliterating wind gust?
Here and then gone, no more permanent than the dawn or a yawn. So let me hear it, go on.
Oh, my - that is quite dark. I should think that carrying such a burden would leave a terrible mark. It must have felt permanent, like a birthmark. But it is shared now, so go forth and walk a little lighter through the park. I daresay you deserve to have a bit of a lark.
Go on, laugh like you'd forgotten how. Your secret is mine now.
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