Where Lost Things Go

There’s always one piece left over. ALWAYS. You think you’re done, I always think I’m done, but I’ve forgotten something, every single time. It’s become a cliche at this point. It’s like my brain automatically removes one thing out of everything I do and stores it to one side for…reasons. My Christmas jigsaw was a …

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An Honest Life

Quite the big meeting tonight. Some members of the family have requested that their complaints be heard, and we have meetings for that very purpose, so they were heard. Apparently they the way our family operates ‘outdated’, and they wish to be allowed to pursue ‘honest work’. Honest work? Honest work!? What work is more …

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