I Didn’t Eat the Booger

It’s my birthday. I’m 49 today. I’m also in the midst of recovering from shoulder surgery, in a semi-diminished state that has left me feeling grateful for many things on this day of taking stock. Example #1: Last week, Byron and I were standing in the bathroom, with him waiting to assist me in some small… Continue reading I Didn’t Eat the Booger

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