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  • Have I mentioned the Peeps? Or the diorama that lives in my living room?

    I might have neglected that and the fact that I hosted a small group of my fellow volunteers in a great day of diorama building. Together, we spent hours on the assembly, and I spent hours before and after getting ready - cleaning, cooking, and baking vegan treats. Making up recipes. Making sure we had enough of... everything.

    Before we all met, I spent hours tweaking book covers and hand sewing pillows. I spent hours slicing my hand, knocking on a neighbor's door (to walk him through first aid), and going to urgent care for stitches.

    When we were done, I spent several hours over several days taking pictures for the submission and upon request for some of the other volunteers, but I didn't mind.

    I don't mind. I cannot imagine what else I would do.

    Generally speaking, I don't have much in the way of free time. Every day, every hour, every minute is precious to me as I feel like I'm racing the clock to do more, be more, see as much as I can see before I cannot see any more, but time seems to stretch. I find time elastic, and mostly, I manage to do all of the things I want to do. Recently, that has included marshmallow Peeps, pictures, and people I know through volunteering.

    We weren't trying to win. We just wanted to bring attention to our project.

    Alas, we did not qualify as a finalist, so we have a bit more work in terms of creating and executing a social media campaign, and I will do that, too, because it is important to me.

    At some point, though, the diorama is going to have to find someplace else to live. For now, I just want to take a few more pictures and figure out what else we can do with it.
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