Bristly

Some days I can’t think of anything nice to say. But here’s a cactus for you to look at until I am in a more agreeable mood.

Listing all the good things that actually happened today will just make me feel worse for allowing myself to be in a funk. However, I would like to thank Masterpiece Theater for the excellent cry it helped facilitate and I’m grateful for the leftovers in the refrigerator which meant I didn’t have to cook dinner.

Thank you.

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Angela

I write so my family will always have letters from home.