I am so toast. How did I get here? I’ve got ulcers the size of…well, the size of Texas. […]
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Yes. It’s Wednesday. Thank God. Live for this all week. For these fragile fifteen minutes. Fifteen minutes! Not […]
Eating like a bird and sleeping like a sloth Lying like a turtle and dying like a moth […]
The moon sits alone on her heavenly chair, Lighting your night and enduring your stare. The burden of […]
Compose Her 