* I have such intestinal upheaval when anticipating a trip. And during a trip. And for a brief time when I come home from a trip. Then it, the upheaval, retreats and I am relieved that I went. This is the case no matter how far or long the trip, grocery runs included. Been happening forever. So at last now when I am hurtling (not the stomach contents) down the 5 at 6 I know I will live. And I will be glad I went, travelled.
* My neighbor is admiringly organized. His maple tree drops its leaves all in one day. He mows them up the next.
* I have found at the beginning of my umth decade my perfect person of hair cutting.
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