KEEPIN IT REAL
It is 7 p.m.
For some reason, I thought it was 8 p.m.
It feels like 10 p.m.
I just found out that Brett hasn't left the office yet.
That means add another hour and 15 on for the commute.
Kate is a crazy crazy baby.
Why do I want to crawl in bed at 7 p.m.?
Why is it pitch black?
Why am I so tired?
Should there be a limit on the age a mother can be to give birth?
Should there be a rule that long commutes are illegal?
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