A. A. MacConnell

When you write drabbles, you relieve the pressure of the epic novel expanding in your head.

aamacconnell in Drabbles June 17, 2018June 9, 2018 46 Words

Or pay for gas, I guess

When my clothes wear out, I fight against discarding.
Or, more honest to say, I try to patch them up as I
refuse to buy a new one yet. For I’ve convinced myself I
need to buy yet another book, or eat food, or something.

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Barbara Jean Reed says:

June 17, 2018 at 8:43 AM

😃😁😀 XOX

BJR

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