I went to the book store with mom and I really don’t want to talk about this but I’m going to practice talking about it in neutral tone.

An Asian-American girl, seem to be 1st gen in the country, was sitting next to our chairs, we had to shuffle actually, to get those chairs, move them about and maybe someone left a soda and a stack of books how dirty, polluting, but she had her bag on one of the chairs and was wasting space that way making herself feel important because you know how Chinese are, they are super evil and egotistical.

So anyway.

I got a good start on editing my next book of poetry, though.

And then my lower back hurt and we (mom and I) were worried it might be kidney damage but we think it’s just muscle soreness now.

Dad’s out of the bath. He’s asking to turn the drier on.

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