day off. Rib definitely cracked. Not as much fun as you would think. Maybe a sign to take Mondays off anyhow. Or a sign not to fall down so much.

On a day when my peeps are finishing up Boston, I’m sitting here contemplating just peeing in my pants so I don’t have to get up. sigh.

And then a couple of hours later the bombs go off, and I am reminded yet again what a petty, little person I am. Perspective. And prayers …

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