Screw the dishes, laundry, vacuuming, grocery shopping, pain, regret, emotional atrophy and bills. It took a summer of lounging, cheap reads and my sister drawing me into meaningless and meaningful conversation to revive a life worth examining. She is my club and now I'm ready to expand it.
This sounds like my kind of club. What are the requirements of membership?
ReplyDeleteA love for shooting the shit and making meaning out of trashy novels. :)))))))
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