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Yes, I get it already. Today is the kind of day where every song you hear breaks your heart. And not just with a quickie snap, oh no, it’s a glittering explosion that reverberates and an hour later, you can still feel the shards dropping, settling at the bottom of your stomach.

Anyone up for a little melodrama? Thought not.

Forgive my Elizabeth Bishop moment yesterday. Speaking of breaking your heart, she can do it with the one pome. Yeesh. (Remember standing in that bar and screaming at J. about the term “confessional” … don’t.)

Can you believe we face a full three days of gleeful holiday cheer and I’ve not a single plan that could be considered fully concrete? Not one stinking bbq. Nothing.


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