by Wanda Johansson » Tue Apr 27, 2021 2:07 pm
It was starting to become a morning ritual for Wanda. Most people would probably say it was already well past ritual. Up at dawn and walking the same long, meandering course around the grounds. Every so often, she would stop for a few moments and stare off into the distance, whether there was distance to stare into or not. Sometimes after her staring contest with the world, she'd pull out her journal and make some notes, but usually she just moved on. Unlike other early morning exercisers, Wanda didn't have headphones or earbuds on, just a wooden walking stick in her hand and her now-constant-companion messenger bag slung across her body.
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