There is a zit on the end of my nose. And I have a cold. Enough said? For most people, probably yes, but I have a daily babbling quota that has yet to be filled.
Self-pity is running rampant around here this week and I just can’t seem to shake it. It’s that conglomeration of little things. Stubbed toes and banged elbows, the unexpected gush of water hitting a dish in the sink and just the[...]
