6/25 (2)
that my dad got a job as a weed bartender
that when i saw a skunk approaching miso, i saw a horrific montage in my mind’s eye of the period of time that we would have to deal with her being sprayed and i snatched her up quickly and she did not get sprayed and neither did i
making something i was working on better and stronger and cleaner over the course of the day, the way that engineering can feel like sculpture sometimes
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