This morning, I headed into town to pick up a few things. While I was at it, I got Patrick and Phil a drink from Dutch Brothers.
Came home, and then pretty much tried to play a couple games. I was in the war game, when my brain didn't want to understand what I was reading. It happens from time to time but is rare. Dyslexia is complicated and hard to explain at times. So, when I get flustered, I close up. I can't comprehend what I'm reading. That's when I feel like an idiot. So ...
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