The rain sounds wonderful, I hope it continues tonight.
It looks like a burlesque costume trunk vomited all over my house. Shoes, costumes, bedazzling bits, make up, jewelry and glitter.... everywhere.
Tomorrow I need to drop a form off @ Liam's Dr. office... must not forget.
I am t i r e d. I promised a draft of my completely unwritten PTSD paper
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