Monday, September 07, 2009


Tears at bedtime, "I miss my grandma!" but we both know it's really about tomorrow. I know just where she's coming from, as I always had first-day, new-job jitters. I still get them going to jury duty or some other new environment. But I also crave constant change. Bit of a paradox, huh? Just another quirky trait I'm passing along. I'm sure tomorrow will go fine. I just wish she could relax and fall asleep. And then maybe I could, too.


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