Today I had intended on providing details of impressive thunderstorms and pretend coworkers. Of award worthy performances and great floods. Of alter egos and daring escapes, of blood, of guts, and harrowing tales of mice and men.
However, these Jazz Hands will exhibit restraint.
Today's hand jazzing was deployed while wearing long sleeves and that is the only detail of any real significance right now.
Day one-hundred and ninety-one complete.
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