This morning's revelation went like this:
me to self: If I ever wrote a lit thesis, maybe I'd do it on Octavia Butler.
me in response: Yeah, but you are never going to write a lit thesis.
me: No, I guess not, huh?!
me: Hell no!
And then we were at rest.
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This made me chuckle: I've had similar conversations with myself. I'm still not at rest, though.
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