mingle a bit with downtown OlyPops after a nice leisurely afternoon nap alone, crammed onto the tiny sofa in back the bookshop, din from the record store blaring through just enough to give my sleep a soundtrack to toss and turn to.
mannin' the book store, dave done gone for Old School pizza. not used to this non-breakneck pace in Olympia, remember to breath, adapt to parts of life without children, be me without the crazy... is there such a thing?
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be me without the crazy... is there such a thing?
bring it on. i'm ready for the me without the crazy. dads in general and me in spacific have spent so much time thinking of i as us or we, that getting back to i as me is a breath of sweet air. the new "mans work" is integrating the whole mess and leaving time for ourselves.
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