My Day in Pics

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Summer cold attack. Medicine cabinet has nothing later than 1997 remedies. #nothelpful

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Mr. Bob gets himself stuck on wrong side of fence. Waits for help.

I’m zonked out from taking a 1997 Sudafed tablet.

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More rain. Volunteer sunflower in pot on deck approves.

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Proclaimed my social space a Grey-free zone. 

Herself… concerned.

Christian Grey, sweetie, not you.

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About Nya Rawlyns

Nya Rawlyns doesn’t write typical romance. She writes emotion as a contact sport, rough and often raw. It need not be pleasant, heart-warming or forever after. What she seeks is what lies beneath—a dance of extremes, the intersect of need and desire, and the compromises we make when pain and pleasure become indistinguishable. ***** She has lived in the country and on a sailboat on the Chesapeake Bay, earned more than 1000 miles in competitive trail and endurance racing, taught Political Science to unwilling freshmen, and found an avocation in materials science. ***** When she isn’t tending to her garden or the horses, the cats, or three pervert parakeets, she can be found day dreaming and listening to the voices in her head.
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