Because it’s Monday…

I have to do my taxes today. The coffee’s brewing, the kitchen table’s been cleared with a front end loader to make space for the piles of paper (don’t laugh, it’s true!), aspirin bottle is at the ready.

I should blog, fill up this white space.

I got nothing.

Diving in, clearing this odious task out of the way for another year.

Until then…

Cat

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Hunk and cats

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Hunk

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You’re welcome.

Have a good’un!

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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