My nest is empty, so I talk to myself.
Oh please....There's no way you can beat THIS.
Ma, you're funny. I had just walked home in the rain, and it actually felt kind of good and made me wish I was 10 years old again and could just go play in the mud puddles. Mud play just might be therapeutic, don't you think? That's why you do so much weeding and pruning and mowing.
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