Suddenly–and I’m not sure how this happened–it seem that I’m finally caught up.
Of course, most of my bills are overdue. And Geronimo himself could set up an ambush behind the mounds of paper looming over my desk. There’s also that matter of the mold-ridden coffee cup that’s been slouching toward my keyboard for the past two months. But other than that, everything’s okay.
Oops. I spoke too soon.
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