I thought about you on the way to work this morning. I still can't figure out where to place you, or this, in the overall grand scheme of my life story. You know, in the "if-I-were-writing-my-autobiography" sort of way.
But, that's OK. I've never liked finality, and I surely despise labels.
I saw crows, and dreary skies, and plenty of puddles of rain. That made me happy.
So, now it's your turn. What's on your mind?
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