One is falling asleep in public--people can't take me to a movie unless they're ready to politely nudge me awake or are prepared to let me snooze on their shoulder.
The second is I feel I might get his anguish with his whole saga with the reflecting pool. For a cheap-ass pond that I dug and lined by hand, our pond was so lovely while it lasted. But after a tree fell and gashed the liner months ago, I've tried to repair it so many times... and failed every time. I decided to hire a professional after the sixth try, and was so excited for them to start work on it. But this is their fourth time and it continues to leak. Yikes!
Pic: The weirdest truck at the diner where Nu and I went for dinner... Nu was sure I was going to be shot for taking a photo, but I'm still here. (The broken-down car on tow track seems at odds with the triumphant message from the future?)
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