Earlier today I was a little frustrated; I decided to go for a walk. Halfway up my street, I got a little more frustrated; I'd left things at home and had to turn back. Out the door a second time, I found I had to use my umbrella as the rain started to fall harder. I walked across a field and then back and found that my feet started to slip in my flip-flops and there was grit between my toes. Nearly exasperated with the entire situation, I kicked my way through the puddles...and felt better.
Two puddles later and 3/4 the way home, I wasn't frustrated anymore. Funny what a little rain can clean away.
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My vote would be for a hot bath and Tom Jones music.
~Jef
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