I guess let me start off by saying that I have nothing of real value to say here. I’m writing solely to purge my brain, and the odds that any of that is interesting to a single other soul in this world is… negligible to say the least. The problem is that I’ve been tired. Not the crushing, overwhelming fatigue that happens in the first trimester, but still tired nevertheless. And I’ve been overwhelmed. See, I’ve been having these dreams. […]
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