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Turns out that whatever I was feeling last night probably wasn't heartbreak. More likely travel stress. Or maybe gas.

You kno wtravel stress? That feeling you get before a big trip? Like when you have to get up at 5 AM to catch a train to Portland that arrives at 8 AM for a convention that doesn't start until 11?

So, back on the horse! Smart Girl will be mine! Or the next, cuter, smart girl.

Mop

P.S. The trip to the comic-con was Single Mom's idea. On the train ride back, she fell asleep on my shoulder for just a moment. Boy that felt nice. But then she woke up and she was mortified even though I told her it was fine.


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