Dear Nobody,

I was cooking this morning and I burnt my finger. In one quick swoop I pulled my throbbing finger up to my lips and I kissed it. I kissed my own booboo. I’m mothering myself, isn’t that sweet.

Love,

Kelly

P.S. Breakfast is done.

P.s.s. I hate cooking.

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