Sunrise
“I hope you are happy,” she says as I walk by her office. “Every time I hear you approach now I eat and drink.”
The house rings with laughter, and the darkness lifts.
“I hope you are happy,” she says as I walk by her office. “Every time I hear you approach now I eat and drink.”
The house rings with laughter, and the darkness lifts.
Just your friendly neighborhood ego striker.
I used to have a lot of blogs. Now I have one.
a view through a black and white window
Memory to Remember
Words on a webpage
An atheist's adventures in a land of faith
Sustainable living in the 21st Century
An aging geek girl's personal blog
My thoughts on following Jesus in the here and now
The Art Club Site
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