C.S. Lewis once wrote,
"I sat with my anger long enough until she told me her real name was grief"
And I think we all needed to hear that.
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Rainy day, good book and coffee. That's all I need.
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I want to watch wisteria grow right over my bare feet ‘cause I haven’t moved in years.
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