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Sometimes when my eyes are closed in the shower I imagine a gigantic shark with its black hole of a mouth swimming right for me. I suffer soap burn just to get my eyes open enough to see reassuring tile and glass. I am glad I have an imagination-but sometimes it can be a real beast....
(this picture is completely unrelated but I couldn't bring myself to post a pic of a shark-then I would have to be scared of the shower and my blog.....)
Oh Julie, this confession last night made me laugh so hard! I don't know why - sharks are no laughing matter...
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