Please. Please don’t. Not even once more.
Pete’s right. Tomorrow’s sameness will seep through.
He did it again. It’s like we discussed.
Sometimes, he just can’t help himself. Let’s try again tomorrow. Cancel today’s drop in.
Tacos for all!
Meanwhile, waiting on a bench…
TACOS FOR ALL!!!
My mind wanders. But it’s too tired to go very far.
Prepping for fall golf, I find that I stand too close to the ball… after I’ve hit it.
I hear that Gent asked a barista for their mildest roast. The barista replied, “You have strange ears.”