I walked outside the jobsite today to bring some tools down to the job box, and there were bubbles in the air.
First thought: “Are those really huge raindrops? Have they always been that big or…”
Second thought: “FUCK DID I SHRINK SOMEHOW?”
Basically, incapable of normal thoughts.
In case you’re wondering, the neighbors were blowing bubbles for their grandchild. It was beautiful and I told them how much it brightened my day. After I sighed in relief that I was still normal sized, of course. That part I didn’t tell them.

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