.A Bowl of Pasta to Regain my Illusion of Control.
Joel: Why do you go to work? Me: They pay me a salary. Joel: ….. Me:….. Joel: I don’t even like celery. My son eats pretty voraciously: eggs, hummus, even steak but sometimes when I clean up after dinner, I notice the vegetables left on … Continue reading .A Bowl of Pasta to Regain my Illusion of Control.
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