This post comes to you from where I do my best writing: my desk. I do not do writing caves, per se. More like a writing circus ring (like a cave only with more chaos than cave). Everyone and everything traipses through here. But sometimes its quiet. Like now. I oftentimes wish I had my butt parked in Panera with a nice hot cup of joe. That isn’t always possible or even feasible so instead…here I sit. I have been working on my goals for the next year. I have also been looking at what I accomplished this year. Not

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