Day 10,313.
Oh, folding up a sofa bed, how it goes down, then in.
IAWL: Who knows. Didn't really talk to anyone. Tried to say hi to Dr. C, but he didn't recognize me.
Verdict: Good.
TWO: Compassion.
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About Me
- ComePassion
- “... we get to think of life as an inexhaustible well. Yet everything happens only a certain number of times, and a very small number, really. How many more times will you remember a certain afternoon of your childhood, some afternoon that's so deeply a part of your being that you can't even conceive of your life without it? Perhaps four or five times more, perhaps not even that. How many more times will you watch the full moon rise? Perhaps twenty. And yet it all seems limitless.” PB
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