Baa baa baa.

After Rikki, we’re all done in.

Like me, he's tired. Really truly.

Like me, he’s tired. Really truly.

Our teenager is exhausted too.

Our teenager is exhausted too.

And the cats are confused. Honestly.

And the cats are confused. Honestly.

And you know what? I don’t care any more. I write good stuff you don’t read or comment on. Ten books. Nothing to say by you. You just don’t care. What do I do?

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  1. Zachary Prentice’s avatar

    Well, you can count me in. I will start reading.

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