It seems that all Fio can do today is sleep, despite the fact that she also slept and slept and slept yesterday. Maybe it's the dream that she had toward the morning----a true dream about one of her collage teachers long, long, ago trying to get too familiar with her on the class's last day (outside in a park). Alcohol was involved, of course ---on his side, not your girl's.
DANG IT! Fiorella often lolls herself to sleep at night by fixing the remote very low and adding never-ending Jessica Fletcher to it, but last night nothing worked. Is the whole world coming to the end?😕
Your girl just came in from another walk to the neighborhood post office to donate a hundred dollars to the Kamala Harris fund. This will probably be the last one.
SonL wants Fio to stop using those plastic cups in several colors that are so useful, but Fio needs more information before she dumps them.
Santa Claus, it's early, but Fiorella wants those two beautiful lamps on the sides of her bed to be fixed for use.
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