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Six-Word Memoir

 Today was green and gluten free.

Short, but I am running out of time and consciousness :) Happy Saturday to us all!

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  1. Ms PottsMarch 14, 2026 at 10:37 PM

    I feel you! Yesterday was my 6-word memoir day. There's always a day like this - good for us for publishing anyway!!

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  2. MschiubookaMarch 15, 2026 at 1:47 PM

    Don’t you love the invention of the six word memoir? Now I wanna know more and lucky me, I get to ask in person tomorrow 😉

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