Why do I not get the same satisfaction from making a salad as I do a cake or a pie or a thousand other sweets?
Why can Lucie tell me every letter in the alphabet, but not understand a simple command? Like "Don't climb on top of the piano!"
Why is it that as soon as you get a little discretionary money, something goes wrong and you have to spend it on something essential?
Why can't I find the joy in doing laundry?
hmm.
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