The woman walked slowly across the parking lot, clearly not caring that her wrinkled blue scrubs were getting soaked with rain. She seemed bone tired, like she had just come off a twenty-four hour shift. 428 more words
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Today is D+2 since the attack on my heart and head commenced. The troops massed against me, my shoreline was being softened up by a constant barrage of heavy guns, the enemy parachuted in behind my defensive front – all of this was a full-scale attack, no, invasion of my homeland. 626 more words
I think the “spring forward” time change messed with me more than it did with our son.
He’s rolled with it pretty well. I have to nudge him awake rather than rely upon his usual early self-start, but he’s OK with that this year (he hasn’t always been so nice with time changes). 141 more words