I was texting my one former assisted living client's (lesbian) sister about how time seems to move slower in the college town that I live in, and she totally agreed about that.
I also was saying that the city had been good for many things for many years, but lately it had been rush rush rush, and when I look back, I have absolutely no idea, what was that good for?
"Stress," she was like, texting. "It was good for stress hormones."
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