I feel good today. Energetic, looking to make a certain brand of trouble. This feeling usually leads to the innocent, well-meaning provocation of those around me, but I like it anyway.
Such is the pattern of my life, in a nutshell. Feel good, do something whimsical, immediately regret it.
Good weekend.
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It was a productive weekend. What on earth do I mean by that? I mean, I use
that word: “productive”–it sounds like I worked. But I didn’t. It was a
“good” ...
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