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Matt Dorey

A bird is sitting on the grass with a kite

I Don’t Have a Clue, part 43

A close up of a street with question marks painted on it

Up late, with hot feet and unable to sleep, I type out this confession that I haven’t got a clue what I am doing.

Travel Jitters

Some last minute insomnia turns into a bit of a rant about self-reliance.