Had I not succumbed to the desire for comfort, I'm sure I'd have written a splendid journal entry which would have filled everyone with wonder and delight. Because I wanted to feel my toes, you get this crap. I'm not even going to pad it out with any poetry. Nope. I'm just going to post and go to sleep.If you want entertainment, go read
Comfy
Had I not succumbed to the desire for comfort, I'm sure I'd have written a splendid journal entry which would have filled everyone with wonder and delight. Because I wanted to feel my toes, you get this crap. I'm not even going to pad it out with any poetry. Nope. I'm just going to post and go to sleep.If you want entertainment, go read
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Reset Seventeen, Day Nineteen
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Reset Seventeen, Day Eighteen
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Reset Seventeen, Day Seventeen
Thursday turned out to not amount to much. I got a notice from the IRS that they had deposited my $600 stimulus check in my account, which actually…
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