Tuesdays typcially hold bunches of excitement for me. An amalgamation of good memories have been accumulated over this past year and a half of Tuesdays.
No longer.
But it's ok. I am perfectly fine letting my Tuesdays consist of going to the library in the middle of the afternoon. The library is full of grouchy old people looking for books on Tuesday afternoons. My question is how so many old people can still see well enough to read small-printed books. Nobody was in the large print section. Except me.
Goodbye, beautiful Tuesdays. Goodbye, my hopeless dreams.
A Fine Frenzy is my favorite.
How's your Tuesday been?
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