I don’t remember being so addicted to tissues back in the States, but it seems I’m turning into my mom in that I might start hyperventilating in panic if I found I didn’t have a tissue near me. Particularly in winter, I just can’t live without them. I carry them everywhere I go, and have planted them in pretty much every pocket of every coat, sweatshirt, sweater and jacket I own, as well as in several strategic places about my room, so one is always within reaching distance. Am I 26 or 68? What is happening to me?!
Wednesday, February 28, 2007
Tissues
I don’t remember being so addicted to tissues back in the States, but it seems I’m turning into my mom in that I might start hyperventilating in panic if I found I didn’t have a tissue near me. Particularly in winter, I just can’t live without them. I carry them everywhere I go, and have planted them in pretty much every pocket of every coat, sweatshirt, sweater and jacket I own, as well as in several strategic places about my room, so one is always within reaching distance. Am I 26 or 68? What is happening to me?!
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