A New Week

She inhaled deeply from her steaming cup of coffee. It was her ritual; by doing so, she imagined herself gaining strength and determination.With the start of a new week, she knew there was a lot of things to check off her list, but the project was almost done. She had promised herself a respite at the end of it, and was looking forward to relaxing, knowing she had created something to be proud of.

Published by jenmcnaughton

Born in Scotland, I moved to Canada in 1980 with my family. I was 10. I became homesick in my 20's, and longed for my beloved Scotland. Happily, I recently returned home for good! I am a photographer, freelance writer and bestselling author, and entrepreneur. I am an animal lover and advocate. My other hobbies include exploring, collecting sea glass, reading and music.

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