day 10515: incredibly low standards (aka it doesn’t take much to make me happy
When Da used to go on business trips or out to the bar with his worker-buds, he’d always bring something home for me and the Sista. Nothing big, nothing special… but whatever it was, it always made me happy when he emptied out his pockets of the goodie-du-jour.
Goodie-du-jour… i.e. mints, coasters and used swizzle sticks… and yes, I still have some somewhere…
Like I said... it really doesn't take much to make me happy.
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