Normally, I wouldn’t do this, cross-pollinate the Yarn and Run of the A-Go-Go, but I have a bra confession, and it’s over there.
I am better, thank you. Midnight shifts are OVER. I shall be more human again. I got some sleep. I have learned that there is possibly nothing prettier than a very black, very short dog running through tall shiny green grass on a hill overlooking the San Francisco Bay. That will improve any mood, no? As will a run around Lake Merritt, which I am headed for right now.
(Gratuitous red shot here. It’s more cinnamon than red. I like it — I forgot to keep the box, though!)
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