My Dishwasher Can Wait. Things Feel Wrong.

I had grand plans of sitting down tonight to write something witty or funny or sweet. If that didn’t work, I would resort to the stuff I usually write (ba-dum-bum-ching!). I have several blog drafts just waiting for a little of my attention, which has been mostly elsewhere this summer. But tonight seemed like the kind of night where I could bang something out. Something pretty good. Something that would at least bring a few smiles. And then today happened.
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