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I woke up this morning with yet another layer of snow blanketing the ground that I will have to shovel before I can go to work. I felt a mild headache creeping up on me. My wife coughed in my face. I heard my 9 month old son alternating between screaming and just making little talking-to-himself noises. The dogs were whining because they needed to go out.

I’ve got a damn good life and I wouldn’t trade it for anything.

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