Strangely comforting.
July 14th, 2005It’s Wednesday. Trash Day. Guess who is back?
Yep. The Bandit. It’s been a few weeks, but he struck again today.
I find it strangely comforting now when we find the can on the lawn. It’s as if everything is in its place, and there’s harmony in the world.
Today, I am one hot and cranky person. I’m just saying.