I keep waiting for things to be settled. For things to be known before I send another post of electrical impulses into the universe forever. A Morse code of pixels and punctuation.
School starts in a few short weeks and we still don't know where Bo is going to school for sure. But really, do we know anything about tomorrow for sure? I want guarantees. I want to be pandered to. I want someone to sooth my anxiety and fear. I'm certain the superintendant is not really qualified for that.
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