I had a morning of reprieve from life thanks to Shanta and the Sellwood Farmer's Market and came home with a bag of honeycrisp apples and two squash. But resumed "Can't breathe, I want to die feeling" shortly after our separation and reading emails. When will this all be over?
Someone just hit me with their car, please! And it will all be over.
Ok, so I am overly dramatic. And I can't say anything. So.
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