Sometimes, There Are No Words

“If we couldn’t laugh we would all go insane.”

Robert Frost

One day recently my husband and I ran errands. Several stops later, after visiting mom, buying groceries, looking at furniture, we headed home.

I walked in the door, took off my coat, looked down and saw a laundry sheet hanging out of the bottom of my pants.

Sometimes, there are no words.

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