After another sleepless night of nursing punctuated by L waking up at 5am, I was feeling low. She and I went grocery shopping together at 6am. After dinner, I gave a hysterical screaming X to Daniel and put my pseudo Ipod on loud. Sometimes you just have to claim a little tiny bit of peace I suppose. A little Johnny Cash, Radiohead, and Ray Lamontagne later...I'm feeling much better. I'm a musical schizophrenic. Seriously though, Ray Lamontagne could save a girl's life/sanity on some days. Days like this. If you don't own the album Trouble...you need to own it. Trust me.
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