I think I must’ve hit my head. Not badly, but maybe against the window as we were going down…? My neck is strained-sore and my head keeps aching. Also a few dizzy spells…but nothing too bad and I’m being very cautious about anything “suspicious.” Maybe I knocked some sense into myself?
Client, individual sup, group-sup, client. I work in a place with a great deal of catastrophe and death. I can only shake my head 
(well…actually I use a lot of curse words to myself) when I come across self-righteous unlearned people (much kinder than stupid mother-fucker) who think “#maga” is going to change things when quite the opposite is happening with the populations I work with. How much better do you think this country will be with fewer opportunities for people? #thankyour1%
I heard nothing from insurance adjuster dude, which is kind of what I expected, but it makes me nervous. I want to restore Lizzie.
Maggie is home from her end-of-the-year adventure trip. She has half a day tomorrow and then my baby moves on to high school after nine years at her current school. She still remembers her first day of kindergarten! I’m excited for her high school years, she’s going to flourish.
My heart aches for my Amiga. Te quiero, Ruth. Hiciste todo lo posible para ayudarte. 
️Pictures: Inuit-Dude! WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN?; I stopped to smell this sweet rose today, I need to smell fresh life; Here are my plates – bottom plates just moved in from the bus, on the side is from La Bodega, chipped-made-in-France-Porcelain with a few plates here and there from old students; Celebrating Maggie with bubble soda!! I had to give mine to Mags bc its basically sugar water.
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