The Trouble with Pillows
Every now and then, I go out and wander around. It helps me think. Sometimes I window shop. Sometimes I buy. After wandering around today, I came home with two new pillows in vibrant turquoise, hoping they might add snap to the wheat-colored sofas and the other (eight) pillows of subdued colors. Rick’s cheek gave a little telltale tick. “Do we really need more pillows?” Translation: “Time to commit you to the loonie bin.”
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