Who Cares?
As is often the case on Sunday nights, I slept badly. I woke up thinking about all I was going to get done today, all I had to get done today and of course, worrying about the future. I’m milking four goats
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As is often the case on Sunday nights, I slept badly. I woke up thinking about all I was going to get done today, all I had to get done today and of course, worrying about the future. I’m milking four goats