Thursday, March 29, 2018

Stretched, If Not Snapped

Lately, I often feel like this rubber band:
Even more than the stretch itself, I feel like other hands are frequently reaching in and pulling the rubber band in other directions, and if it doesn't outright snap, it twangs painfully.

I don't know, it wasn't a particularly bad day, but for some reason it has exhausted me. I'm puttering about, gathering things for one last trip to Savers before show week starts, as well as throwing some things out, but I doubt it will be long before I am on the couch for the evening. The Bruins make a good excuse.

What's for dinner?

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