Due to unforeseen circumstances Greg and I went to bed extremely late last night and since we are no longer teenagers, we are not capable of saying our own names without a decent night's sleep. We were up late this morning and I've been playing catch up all day. One of those breakfast for lunch days. I showered before dinner.
I wondered what would it look like if my day today had been filmed NatGeo style. Lots of texting and phone calls to reschedule my life... a chase scene from my living room to the kitchen set to indigenous drum beats.
Or vice versa...
How do Aborigines let their people know they're running late for their next meeting?
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