I'm having one of those days when I wish I could push the sun back behind the horizon and wake up all over again. This time I would not argue with my husband, and not forget the keys to my office. I would not begin my morning dipped in a hot vat of frustration.
But the sun is stuborn and will not resign.
Then comes the recurring urge to tie all my possesions to a stick...
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