This is weird: I feel really good, and it doesn't fit, because twice today I ran out of toilet paper and the hospital helicopter has just landed again and our lunch at Taste of Thai was called off by tragedy and I have accomplished very little at work today and I have nothing planned for this weekend and my whims have leveled off. Maybe it's a caffeine rush from the day-old chalky coffee and the new home for the paper cutter and the little chocolate heart in the Advent calendar that's waiting for me at home.
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