Fifty-four pounds of papers to grade.
A suitcase to unpack.
Visions of plots dancing in my head.
More later.
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Girl, girl. How I LOVED meeting you and spending time with you!!!!! I don’t know where I heard this, but I’m passing it along to you today. “God is conspiring on your behalf.” Love you!
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