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Eggy

1.5 weeks ago, I went over to the Clark Park farmer's market in search of yard eggs. Only one booth had them, $5 for a half-dozen.

This morning, I decided to make poached eggs on toast for breakfast.

The egg white for the second egg that I cracked disintegrated into the water.

I was short on time, so I eventually resolved to fish out the first egg and eat it.

This seems like a reasonable metaphor for Valentine's Day this year.

Let's pick up what shattered pieces we can. Acknowledge the hurt, the tragedy.

And maybe I won't buy eggs from that vendor again.

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