The View from a Drawbridge

The random musings of a bridgetender with entirely too much time on her hands.

I shouldn’t blog when I’m this tired. I’m seeing things out of the corners of my eyes that aren’t actually there. Furtive movements. I so rarely have the opportunity to use the word “furtive”. Why is that? Hmmm… Clearly, I lack focus. I’m finding it impossible to think coherently. So brace yourself, dear reader. This …

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My whole life, I’ve felt as though I didn’t quite fit in. So much so, that at some point I gave up trying. In fact, these days I seem to have gone to the other end of the bell curve entirely. I kind of delight in being out in left field most of the time. …

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