It's funny how thoughts come to you while you're doing menial chores; the hum of the vacuum, or in my case rug cleaner, causing my mind to drift into an almost meditative state. My mind's topic yesterday? How fascinating and bizarre it is to me that none of my friends or myself have kids. I mean my true, old school, known for over 30 years and are still close, forever friends. There are four of us in my most absolute tightest circle of friends. It's not that none of us had opportunities, loves in our life that would have allowed us to, or some of us that had a child that didn't make it into the world. And even stranger, when I expand that circle of friends to my newer, yet still close friends... it is vary rare to see one with kids. Weird, right?? Things you think of while cleaning. Time to hire a maid, lol :)
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