1. I have reached that point where I am tempted to take a scissors to my head and cut my own damn hair which never ends well so I am trying to talk myself out of it.
2. My leg is totally jacked up today and it feels like it belongs to someone else like in that short story by Ray Bradbury ("Fever Dream") where the little boy feels the fever take over his body bit by bit until he disappears and is replaced entirely by the disease.
3. My soup spoons arrived yesterday and they are beautiful.
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