Not a cloud to be found.
I listen to "Toys in the Attic" by Aerosmith while doing the dishes. Katie's wandering in and out of the kitchen talking to her mom on the phone about her side hustle business, which involves making sculptures under glass using butterflies and branches and stones she finds at the park, and they're discussing a sale she's made from her website.
I decide I like the R.E.M. version better, but either way, it's only 9:30 and I'm ready to go to bed.
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