Tag: daily observations
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When Things Are Not What They Seem
A tiny shot of excitement pulsed through me upon seeing the half-eaten baked good sitting on the top shelf of my fridge at 6 a.m. Behold, a gnawed-upon donut sans wrapping or containment of any sort. Hastily abandoned by some ten year-old sticky fingers just before being called to brush their teeth last night. I…
Here and There 