And if the Seasons have Taught me anything It is that they Are beautifully Completely Unpredictably Far less Binary than Ecclesiastes Could have imagined.
we all die, but could words help you to love yourself to death?
The guy steps in close- litigates and reiterates- ’guess 8 o’clock doesn’t mean what it used to be.’ My watch showed 8:03. And i could see inside the store, employees stacked, cleaned, and chopped. While outside, a small clutch of early risers wonders about when they can shop.