Someone Is Smiling On Me in meh...

There must have been, in a parallel universe, a version of my life that I murdered my daughter because she stayed with me longer than 5 days.

She just sent me a text saying that her stuff came back on.

Thank the heavens…

I don’t think I could have taken it.

Check in with my son. Turns out there is no apprenticeship for him right now but his information has been forwarded to someone else who can help.

But her power is on. Yay.

Get out.