My right ring finger itches, right at the top.
I’m glad I finally made it over to Sutherland this evening. I’ve needed to go.
Sometimes I think my friends see the word “prude” written on my face.
And that always makes me laugh and really sad at the same moment (I have my reasons for both)
Nikkie and I need to get more coffee.
My mom is coming tomorrow. What a blessing she is.
Resilience. Resilience. Resilience. Resilience.
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