the randomness
Here the rain comes, again and again today, as if trying to wash clean the tainted spots on earth, and from lives, emotions that went wrong.
The mother is a difficult role that too often, becomes a role difficult to live with.
J.M. Coetzee is simply a brilliant writer. Be a main character. Otherwise what is life for.
Still overdue. I owe the library a fortune.
Less than 3 weeks left to the sister's wedding. I'm still not sure what's going on. I am positive that I will dread the wedding dinner. I am still of the opinion that wedding banquets are big suckers of everything.
Something's wrong with the left shoulder. Right knee acting up again so I couldn't do the short run that day.
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