and I have left fifteen pounds of laundry in Rich and Rebecca's house, I am going to take my new, beautiful, skinny-lined journal and favorite pen up to the rooftop and write and talk to God to my heart's content. And I'm only going to answer phone calls from people I like...
And I'm going to do three loads of laundry, which I must explain, is not all mine. It might, just might, have something to do with the last occupant of the house. And would include towels and sheets that are well, fedorento. I hope that the laundry soap is strong enough!
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