As I started setting up my cubicle for the morning, I noticed I was missing my cell phone. [crap]
Then, I realized it was probably not lost but still in my gym bag [yay!], back at the house. [crap]
But then I remembered that I had loaded my gym bag with clean workout clothes and placed it back in the trunk of my car [yay!]. All I had to do is go back out to the car and get it. [crap]
Of course, I have been eating too many robin's eggs, the the exercise won't hurt me a bit. [yay!]
The senses consume. The mind digests. The blog expels.
Certain individuals keep telling me that I should be a writer (Hi Mom). This is probably as close as I'll ever come to making that happen.
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