The eye-bags are only a telltale of the nights that have become days and days that refuse to become nights. The rolling of her eyes is only a telltale of the faith that had surrendered…
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I Want To Be My Children
I was thinking of my children today and my heart swelled with envy. I am so jealous of my children, I want to be them! I am jealous of my children because they have…
Tooting My Horn
Prompt: Jan 16 Toot Your Horn Most of us are excellent at being self-deprecating, and are not so good at the opposite. Tell us your favourite thing about yourself. CAUTION: This is not…