Having so much time on hand is both a bliss and bane; bliss in the sense that I get to exorcise my thoughts into snippet texts for your—Thunk! A glass of iced lemon tea topples and swooshes, suffusing half the table. What a mess! Not my table but the one beside mine. Good grief! She’s lost half her drink. Graciously, her friend pours out some from her glass into hers–what a friend she is!
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