My first vaccination dose was scheduled for 1 P.M. that afternoon. The sun was shining brightly that morning. Or rather, I think it was. I never found out if the sun was shining brightly as it did everyday, because that morning, I fell out of bed, but here’s the kicker, my bed’s not even 2ftContinue reading “Distraction”
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My Dear Sweet Potato Vine
Extra If I had to use one word to describe you, Extra, would be it You don’t ask much of me But when it comes to your watering, if it’s not done with the quickness, you droop like no one’s business Sometimes I think you get a kick out of my reactions to your drooping,Continue reading “My Dear Sweet Potato Vine”