I remember waiting outside a yarn shop for my mother. I remember an intense boredom and walking around in circles on the pavement repeating the word "twelve" out loud to myself over and over again.
This still actually happens on occasion.
I remember waiting outside a yarn shop for my mother. I remember an intense boredom and walking around in circles on the pavement repeating the word "twelve" out loud to myself over and over again.
This still actually happens on occasion.
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