'In her mind she saw a long stretch of sun-scorched sand spreading bleak and empty before her. She had so much--her job, her friends--but all she could see was the barren sand.'
I have my moments, and believe me, Glitter Baby, I can relate...
But, other than a slight twinge after reading it, I think I'm pretty good.
Time heals all wounds?
Or maybe I'm just better at ignoring the pain...isn't that what you're supposed to do to something annoying that won't go away?
We're doing a little spring clean-up here, throwing out toys, mostly, and then, once that's done, we're vacuuming EVERYTHING...or at least most everything in the living room. I hope Liberty doesn't freak out over any favorite toys...back to work!
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