Accomplice
This morning, our first stop was the new Dunkin Donuts walk-up kiosk. I feel a bit like an accomplice taking K there. She certainly would have been able to get there without me, but I encouraged her as a treat. I especially feel like an accomplice as I read all the blogs bemoaning the weight gain that goes along with the bipolar meds. But. . . it's her decision, and she is upstairs thoroughly enjoying them, while watching an episode of 24.
posted by synergy @ 1:47 PM
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