I love that moment when I realise how stupid I’m being with a story, and suddenly it looks so much clearer. Let me rephrase that, I normally love the moment when I realise how stupid I’m being. Continue reading
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Desire to cry: High
Hours left in the day: One, after morris practice
Level of fail: Don’t even go there.