As I try a second day, with my diminishing resources, to find my house under all this mess...I wonder if there is not a horror story in all this. Maybe something about a long and losing battle against entropy, or something like that.
D. Nathan Hilliard lives in Spring, Texas with his veterinarian wife, two children, and two cats. He draws his inspiration from a childhood living in different small Texas towns, accented by teen years spent in western New Mexico. He has experienced life through a diverse collection of jobs ranging from meter reading and being an assistant manager at a convenience store, to working at cotton gins, window factories, and uranium mills. After coming down with Charcot Marie Tooth (CMT) at the turn of the century, Mr. Hilliard now happily settles for tending house, raising his kids, and exploring the field of writing.
I already wrote about the sock in your brother's room that tried to eat his face. LOL. Same thought process.
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