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I am totally out of words. Isn't that sad? I haven't the faintest idea what's happened to me of late. It's playing havoc with my post-every-day plan. But, I don't want to write about laundry or sweeping the kitchen floor, no matter how happy I am that those things got done this afternoon. And I haven't taken any pictures lately worth posting, and I haven't said or done anything funny. I am just a big ball of blah. It's probably the tail end (oh, please let it be the tail end) of my moody at play.