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I'm back in Boston for Thanksgiving. The city is being persistently grey.
I'm not sure what to do with myself, but regardless, it's nice to be back in a place where the floor is clean, the dishes are done, and the bills aren't in my name.
Strange things seem to always happen to me around this time of year and of course this year is no exception. I wonder where that will go.
Ugh, sorry, this sounds cryptic. Really, I'm unbelievably tired, sick around Thanksgiving (again), and probably going to spend the day lying on my couch and reading. Probably.
I'm not sure what to do with myself, but regardless, it's nice to be back in a place where the floor is clean, the dishes are done, and the bills aren't in my name.
Strange things seem to always happen to me around this time of year and of course this year is no exception. I wonder where that will go.
Ugh, sorry, this sounds cryptic. Really, I'm unbelievably tired, sick around Thanksgiving (again), and probably going to spend the day lying on my couch and reading. Probably.