On domestic chores:
So it's hard to make a loft bed. Like, really hard. But it's worth it when you're making the bed with really nice sheets your mother mailed to you (which is, I admit, kind of sad). Thanks, Mom!
There's a cool web of language weaves us in,
Retreat from too much joy and too much fear:
We grow sea-green at least and coldly die
In brininess and volubility.
--Robert Graves
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