Remember that time I went to my job during the day -- where I write, edit, rewrite -- then came home to edit an essay I'm submitting for contest?
Yeah, me too.
Might be break time soon, my friends...I love working with words and I'm glad I get to do it for a living, but I have my limits for a 24 hour period.
Prayers and thoughts for all those who lost someone 11 years ago.
This morning I was driving to the office and passed a flag at half staff. I wondered why, then my hand flew to my chest as I remembered what day it was.
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