Once in cribbage and then again for real in the middle of the night.
The first was done laughing around a friends dining room table,
the second having been forced from my warm bed
standing in my front yard at 1:30 in the morning
wondering what the hell I am going to do.
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Weird coincidence: At the very moment you were standing in your yard with some astonishment, MaryLu was outside in our yard chasing our recycling as it blew around the yard and street. She'd put it out earlier and the wind had come up fiercely. I was laying in bed smiling at her nocturnal scurrying, wondering if (hoping?) she'd lock herself out and have to toss pebbles at my window.
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