1. I’m number four! I’m number four! I just heard from The Women Playwright’s Initiative. They say, “Your play, Honey I’m so Lonesome, I Don’t Know What to Do, was one of four finalists out of 71 plays submitted to our recent competition among women writers in the Southeast. Congratulations! The readers responded very positively to your script. Unfortunately, though, it was not selected for production at this time.” I guess I should feel disappointed, but I’m really thrilled. Wow.
2. It’s four degrees here. Four degrees. I have a number of readers from Illinois. I notice none of you bothered to mention that I’d be driving into four degree weather. I shake my head at y’all.
3. We have to get up at four in the morning to take my dad to the hospital tomorrow.
4. There are four of us here. My mom bought four pizzas for dinner. Needless to say, we have some leftovers.
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