Writing? Oh no.
That would be productive. Nope. I've been busy co-existing with my world which at the moment is throwing one hella' temper tandrum.
Need to cheer up.
"...I was dreaming one early morning that I heard snoring. In my dream, the snoring came from a handsome fella so I did what any self respecting woman would do. I rolled over and puckered up. After all, this man in my dreams was a real looker. I wasn't about to miss the chance. Puckered up and kissed this man of my dreams right on his face. Then I opened my eyes hoping that it wasn't a dream.
It would seem that the man of my dreams is a real dog.
I'd kissed my dog.
(More later. Maybe pictures.)
Sigh
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