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I was reading and picturing my Granny sitting on the porch swing snapping green beans, talking to whoever was with her. Then this happened, lol This started out as a story with some promise, but veered back into all about me. But what can I do? Time's up!!! I also loved this part I watch movies at home, where I can continue to water my plants, dust my house (rare), write checks, lick envelopes, recycle paper. (rare) was great, who has time for dusting?
RE: My Co-opted Evenings, a freewrite