Last night, at a halloween gathering I was asked about my writing.
So how's your course going?
Eeuukkk...
Who do you have for poetry?
Euuukk...it was supposed to be someone and it's someone else instead. It's a woman. I can't remember her name.
What sort of writing do you do?
Euuukk...
So I failed the intellectual adult conversation test. Three children and now I'm only qualified to talk about the contents of the dishwasher and soup recipes. Will my brain ever return..?
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