Not long ago, this May, I wrote about the distinct discomfort of uncertainty. I had no plans for after camp. Shortly thereafter, I interviewed at LMH and was offered a job there. This came four days before camp began.
Camp is over, of course; school has begun, of course. Moving is done (for now). I have retained all necessary hangers (refer to May post, "The Twins Across the Street" for clarification). But even if I had not brought a single hanger, I would have discovered a closet full of unclaimed hangers in the storage room. Isn't that nice?
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