...it was time to go home for Thanksgiving.
...that the rain outside would lull me to sleep, but then stop in the night so I don't have to walk to work in it.
...dishes would just do themselves.
...I got as excited about vegetables as I do about chocolate. And cheese.
...it was still the weekend.
...zits after teenage years just didn't happen.
...nail polish never chipped.
I'll write something that's actually worth reading soon. The every day thing is rearing its head.
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