Sunday, May 1, 2016

The Road to Hell

No, this post is not about my drive home from CLAW. 

The title refers to that phrase about good intentions.

I came home, sure I could write up last night’s play party.

But I’m beat.  In a deliciously tired way. 

I didn’t mean to play for 4.5 hours straight, but I did.

I am going to bed. 


Well, maybe with a bear…

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