When I was younger, I did everything but punch.
It's happening again--I'm getting cuts on my hands and bruises on my knees. I was quite certain I'd left this behind. But then, I have a habit of living in circles--perhaps this was just one of the larger wheels, just now making it's second turn.
In this leg of the cycle, I am not a very good reader of books. It is this one that pushes out the next:
Wash. Rinse. Repeat.
But I can never get dry.
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