We had a rough day. Sad, lacking in naps and abounding in headache.
There may be molars trying to push their way through?
Regardless. I am tired.
I had quite an epiphany about hope while I was brushing my teeth but alas, I have the memory of a gnat.
Apparently, brushing my teeth gives me hope. I should do it more often.
Apparently, brushing my teeth gives me hope. I should do it more often.
Maybe it will come back to me.
Then again, maybe not.
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