This morning, I was fired by my psychiatrist. In thirty years of psychotherapy, that's a first.
It's overcast and oddly balmy. Currently, 55˚F, windchill at 51˚F. But the high Sunday is forecast for 27˚F, so there you go.
If you haven't yet seen The End of the F***ing World on Netflix, you really need to. If Wes Andersen remade True Romance, it
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