The Gift of Productive Daydreaming
Moments of peace, awe, and wonder
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6 min readMar 25, 2024
Many years ago, when I was younger and my father was alive in this world, I found him sitting quietly on the patio bench in the front yard.
A glass of iced tea and an Austrian history book lay beside him on a wrought iron end table. He had set them aside to gaze at the cerulean summer sky.
