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I’m certain I will be able to title things more creatively as the month progresses.
You might be thinking that I intend to write something painfully cliche pertaining to some sort of Karate Kid wax-on-wax-off metaphor in which I ruminate on how this whole year has been such a stream of life lessons, blah blah blah blah blah.
Well, here’s a picture of a grasshopper chilling out on a zinnia between downpours. That’s all.
