Everyone is trying to get to the bar.

Sometimes I wonder if anything ever happens in this place that I call home.

We cut down a tree today and cut up some other wood too.
I did some computer stuff, badly.
I drove around in the snow.
I ran some errands.
I remembered to take a photo before it got dark.
Now I'm going to pay the bills.

Show me the way to the bar.

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