Mysterious Clinic
What a wonderful place to be. The mysteries of the world are unlocked. We trudge forward, hauling all our needs with us. It's too much. There's not enough sleep in the world for us to get all we need. Foodle fiddle sticks. Pricks knicks nicks. I can take your mom to the dentist. Can I? I mean it's kicking the can down the road. I need to finish the work I have, but there's no deadlines. Well, there are deadlines. But there's days before them. But well, that's the problem for both of us. Sure I can call the clinic. I just hate how expensive everything is, and by not being the one to arrange it, I can pretend the expense isn't there. But that's just a tired brain way of thinking. Really, the solution is don't ask me to do things at 10:12 pm. I am much more capable of saying yes, I can add something to my todo list if it happens early. Oh, I got a message from the parks about an interview to teach the class I proposed. Cool. And I applied for a job I don't know if I want today. But it pays well. But it's probably lots of unpaid driving time. That's the big question. Is it? Probably. Because the kids taking the classes probably live all over the county. not classes. anyways. Doo dee doo wonderful clinic. Why is the world so full of
what's the this and the that.
🤣😂 is this world not a mysterious clinic itself!