When I was growing up people always told me to smile more. I hated it.
On the way home last night from the barn I *think* I found a tick in my hair. In a millisecond I had ripped it out and thrown it on the floor of my car. Then I proceeded to imagine it crawling up my leg the whole rest of the drive home. I'm hoping it wasn't really a tick. The world may never know.
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On the way home last night from the barn I *think* I found a tick in my hair. In a millisecond I had ripped it out and thrown it on the floor of my car. Then I proceeded to imagine it crawling up my leg the whole rest of the drive home. I'm hoping it wasn't really a tick. The world may never know.