It's 8:10 p.m.
I just got home from work. I am off to recline in a hot bath and sip a hotter cup of tea to warm my chilled, weary bones. In twelve hours, I have another parent/student interview. And that's all she wrote.
"But I don't want to go among mad people," Alice remarked.
"Oh, you can't help that," said the Cat: "we're all mad here. I'm mad. You're mad."
"How do you know I'm mad?" said Alice.
"You must be," said the Cat, "or you wouldn't have come here."
1 Comments:
Why is that someone just talking a hot bath and cuppa tea makes me instantly need both?
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