It started last night.
I knew today was going to be rough, but I didn’t know exactly to what extent.
All day long, it was one thing after another.
Last night shouldn’t have happened, but it did. I can’t prevent it from happening again. If I asked, you’d hear me because of your tendency to eavesdrop and you’d up doing it yourself. You’d actually add it to your ‘dog whistle’ routine.
All the more reason to be vigilant.
I have no intention of giving you more ammunition.
Island of Misfit Mamas 