Whatever Comes Up Comes Out

It was a lovely weekend. I’m sitting in my bed and wondering what is smudged all over the sheet. It looks like motor oil. More likely it’s chocolate.

Oh well, laundry is Randy’s gig.

Today is my last day of five days off. I should be out on the deck and enjoying the sun before it gets too hot, but my bedroom is cool and dark like a cave and it feels too good to leave it quite yet.

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