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wispfoxI really want to go swing on a swingset, as it's been a while. But I don't know if my wrists will let me. Nor do I know of any which are adult-friendly nearby. This is an interesting problem. Want swingingness!
It has been theorized that perplexing me and/or breaking my brain is a skill which many of my friends derive great glee in honing. This, I can see. It was _also_ theorized that it is a class, which I have more trouble believing.
There is sun, but there is nowhere that I can go sit and read which still _gets_ sun. This is sad.
But now? There will be food. And reading. And it will be good.
It has been theorized that perplexing me and/or breaking my brain is a skill which many of my friends derive great glee in honing. This, I can see. It was _also_ theorized that it is a class, which I have more trouble believing.
There is sun, but there is nowhere that I can go sit and read which still _gets_ sun. This is sad.
But now? There will be food. And reading. And it will be good.
