Wellspring Arms & Meditation Centre, Wednesday

[intraspective]

Showing up earlier than normal--she hadn’t slept well and had figured that there was no point in just lying around in bed--Ino slipped into the shop just as the sky was beginning to lighten. Leaning against the door for a second, just taking in the cool calm of her plants, she then sighed and went about the business of sweeping and dusting everything.

When that was done, and she’d fussed with her plants for a bit longer than strictly necessary, she curled up at the desk with a cup of tea and stared moodily into it. Maybe she'd do some spear work later...

Wellspring Arms is Open.