I danced with the broom, sang, and deleted history
in the form of making order in the file drawer. Then I completed one summer
task by cleaning and sorting in the garden shed. Today I will use Breszney’s
permission slip: This document certifies that Sharon
is immune to the lust for enlightenment and is exempt from the need to seek enlightenment.
Oh boy, does that mean that I don’t have to be nice to people I don’t like?
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