Wednesday, April 11, 2018

Burnt Toast

Maybe I should worry that I've not made much of an adult. Thing is, I wasn't all that much of a kid, either. I think I'm ready for that one now. The wonder of the universe and the idea that we all come from the same stardust humbles me and comforts me. 

Here it is National Siblings' Day, or so I read, and I'm alone, as usual. Oh, I'd settle for a blood brother/sister but I'm squeamish about the "blood" part. It's uncomfortable bringing it up to grownups and I think asking a kid would be a good way to get arrested. Or worse.

You may notice that I've got excuses for being alone. I've got excuses for my excuses.

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