The graveyard of personal literary ambition.
There is only one of me, but I am Legion.
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You know those big saucery baby seats that you really shouldn’t put up on your kitchen island, even a foot away from the edge, even if you’re standing right there and the baby is watching you cook dinner?
DO NOT PUT THOSE BIG SAUCERY BABY SEATS ON YOUR KITCHEN ISLAND, EVEN A FOOT AWAY FROM THE EDGE, EVEN IF YOU’RE STANDING RIGHT THERE AND THE BABY IS WATCHING YOU COOK DINNER.
She is fine. I am not. Let us never speak of it again.
In related news, if one suspects that one has given birth to a Flying Wallenda, can this be monetized?