Remember the bad things

To dull the sharp edge of grief

“Love dries up, I thought as I walked back to the bathroom, even faster than sperm.”

—Charles Bukowski

I did not get pizza for dinner the other night.

I got tacos.

Then, as we’re eating, one of the kids casually says, “Hey Mom have you met Dad’s girlfriend?”

I didn’t think anything could put me off a taco but turns out you can always discover your limits.

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