another batch of house guests T minus 48.
sometimes i fantasize about my own life. my own regular, dull, hermit-like life.
but at least the excuse for a dismal writing week is better than, gee, i wonder what kinds of curtain are for sale on etsy, or hmmm, is veganism possible for me, or wow, colum mccann really knows what the hell he's up to.
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