I am not feeling the slightest bit inspired, despite the recent quite eventful occurrences, fruitful and otherwise. This week, and the one just past, has been one wholesome remarkable period.It started with my reaching the limit on some tolerance concerning some personal stuff between me and gesty spider monkey (name changed for obvious reasons). See, the thing with me is that certain things seem minute, to me, and I hardly mind them. But a realization occurred to me that I actually do mind the small “unimportant” stuff; only not as they happen....
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