I wish that what I truly desired could be stuffed into a box and gaily wrapped but, alas, it isn’t that kind of gift. Share this:TwitterEmailRedditFacebookPrintLike this:Like Loading... Related Leave a Reply Cancel reply Enter your comment here... Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Email (required) (Address never made public) Name (required) Website You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out / Change ) Cancel Connecting to %s Notify me of new comments via email. Notify me of new posts via email. Δ Post navigation Previous Previous post: In my head all dayNext Next post: Not-so-common courtesy
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