Apparently, We’re Conducting an Archaeological Dig
Last week, I told you we’re moving. This week, we found a typewriter. An actual typewriter. In our house. Neither Tracy nor I remembered it was there, which raises some questions about how thoroughly we’ve been keeping track of our possessions. Apparently, there’s a point at which you stop owning things and simply provide accommodation
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