I have three draft posts since May 1 (yeah, like I haven’t said enough since I took Dora Diamant home). I blame my Smart Bro connection.
A bookshop warehouse raid. New friends. An election. An award. A new crush. New books. Paper issues. Staff issues. Tissues.
My staple remover, the literal one, is still missing.
Remind me to write about all of them soon. I want to get my life back.