11.16.2010

My mother repeatedly told me not to sweat the small stuff. Did she know that I would come to live in a drawer labeled small stuff?
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tooknap press said...

get out of the drawer, erk!
stretch yrself out, take hammer to drawer, & scatter the featherweight scraps of paper named "small stuff" to the directions. do not eat them, merely coax them aloft. they will catch on by themselves.

17.11.10

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