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Guilt For Being Able to Find a Bit of Wonder

I wasn't supposed to work today, but they called so I went in. And it was a good day.

Books I had been waiting on came in.
Found something I didn't need.
Got four strip cover reads.
Did a chore I had been putting off.
And was gifted an itty bitty triceratops.
On top of that my best friend brought home cupcakes.

It doesn't look like much, but it matters to those who can see the everyday wins.

That sounds like an unusually good day to me.
 

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