Thirty years ago today
On Saturday morning I woke up to the sound of my daughter running around and I called to her. She seemed surprised to find me at her mother’s place in the morning. Later I argued with Nancy about taking our daughter out because she thought she had a cold. I took her to work. I got a picture that someone made of me and someone gave my daughter some coloured pencils. We went back to my place.
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