Be quiet and mop!

It Was One Of Those Mornings that begin with a low-level sense of dread. Maybe you know the feeling.

It wasn't that anything terrible was about to happen, but that the day ahead, and the days beyond it, felt heavy with responsibility and burden. Too much to do, too little time, difficult things to figure out, and a sense that they had to be done right. Things were crowding in too close.

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