POTTERY

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One thing I miss about being young is hysterical laughter. I'll admit to the possibility of statistical variance, but my memory is that I spent about 78% of my time stumbling down sidewalks with friends helpless with laughter. And it felt so good, it felt healthy, like running a mile without being winded. Euphoria. It's been a long long time. Maybe I should take up you-know-what again.