Oscar Wilde…I wish you lived now! I’d want you as my best friend. We’d go to the movies, savor our favorite lines. Eat too many Milk Duds. We’d have our own special, private expressions at parties to share when that person cornering us on the balcony is a pompous windbag. We’d read books and discuss them. We’d go to art…
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The Last Straw
I forgot to take out the garbage today. You know what that means–a whole week of angsting about creating new garbage, which is probably a good thing to worry about. M just told me the other day to stop using plastic straws. They are the worst garbage on the planet and mess with sea life. I have a ridiculous image…
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