Hggleydaggggley

Dec 4, 2021

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Updated: Jan 13, 2022

When you’re getting your lunch ready and you put your cup on the counter and your plate on the stove do the cat won’t get at it and you get juice out of the fridge and you almost pour the juice onto the plate . . .

that’s your brain saying, “You’re done. It’s naptime.”

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