Less than four hours after I write a heart-felt post about how independent I am and how much I love taking care of myself, I have a horrific nightmare about mutilation and the oh-so-popular hacking people up into body parts. And unfortunately for my sense of timing, the first thing I thought when I woke up was, "I want my mommy."
I zipped up my man suit and didn't call her shaking at 3 a.m., but boy was that poetic justice.
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Your Mom would have been happy if you had called!
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