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RE: When It Rains, It Pours

in The Ink Welllast month

I imagine that remembering this story you must laugh a lot at your absent-mindedness

Yeah! I both laugh and somehow cringe because I'm really that airhead that day. Perhaps the coldness frozen some of the brain cells (ahahhaaha).

You're welcome, @rinconpoetico7, and have a blessed Sunday!