Tag: we’re not perfect
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Didn’t See That Under There
My brain was sleep-fogged. I was awakened by voices in my bedroom. 2 a.m. A text message kept repeating: “Roomba is stuck near a cliff.” It made no sense. A woman’s voice, coming from my phone, explained the Roomba needed help. I heard John yelling, “Go away. Go back home. Get out of here.” I…
Tip of My Iceberg 