 I'm listening to a radio documentary right now about a filmmaker who tried to make a film about his mother's death before she had passed away, but found it so shattering to always think about his mother dying that he couldn't do it, so he became a playwright instead. His mother was a single parent who worked two jobs and went back to school and got her PhD when she was 50, and taught at the same university for seven more years.
I'm listening to a radio documentary right now about a filmmaker who tried to make a film about his mother's death before she had passed away, but found it so shattering to always think about his mother dying that he couldn't do it, so he became a playwright instead. His mother was a single parent who worked two jobs and went back to school and got her PhD when she was 50, and taught at the same university for seven more years.Sarah, I miss you. I wish I was baking bread. Unfortunately, I have a deep fear of cooking yeast, so you'd have to handle that part. Once the yeast is no longer in that creepy round creature-like state, everything's cool.
 
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