we torture ourselves in an attempt to control our feelings. we tell ourselves what makes us feel better. part of ourselves knows the truth.
It rained hard at 9 am. I was in the tub and cut my soak short to close the car window. everyday's a little harder.
thanks to all. I put out garbage and came home to a parking space after moving the left neighbor's bin. lunch was OK with Fred and Toki. she forgot comics for the first time. I found partial 49/64 box of dark choc liquors exp 8/3/24 dried still delicious.
Bartolo and Della put in 2 hours 3-5. Clean up done today.
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