I had an expression that I once shared with a friend of mine over ten years ago – when we were both in a state of deprivation of one sort or another. I told her we needed to “get out of Siberia.” It’s unfortunate, in a sense, that I now know more about Siberia...
Nothing
This day came sooner than expected. Either I have nothing or I’m plum tuckered out. Now, if this were you and you were plum tuckered out, what exactly do you think that would look like? I’m imagining a plum, tuckered out, is sort of a prune but it could be something else. It could...
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