Ten.One Thousand, Five Hundred & Twenty-Two
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Early to bed, early to rise.
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Maybe not that early.
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Losing grace.
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Time slipping through my fingers. How do I make it slow down again? Breathe.
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Things are humming.
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I hop into the Sbin to find the pig. Grapes almost to my waist. I dig around with my hands. Grapes up to my biceps. But I find it.
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“It’s a real-life moment. That’s all. Just a real-life moment,” I tell him. It probably doesn’t make him feel that much better.
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I hop in and foot tread 4.5 tons before I go.
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Right. Use clearer language.
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Two baskets to the laundromat. We find a washer to hold it all and then walk to the grocery store and then grab a glass of wine while we wait. There are worse things.