Mitten Upset

I’m biking back from an errand to the bank and drugstore. It’s damp. Winter grey. And, I’m really mad.So very, very mad. I lost my f*cking mittens. The new ones.The ones I splurged on only a month ago. “I don’t want to buy a new pair,” I whine to myself. Aiaiaiaiai. I’m nearly furious. Then, […]

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