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Everything after is a soup of days clanging against the lip of the tureen that is my brain, and squamous cell carcinoma, the laddle stirring at a dizzying speed.Read More
Hands down, the best day of 2019 was May 19 when the Bachelor of Arts in Linguistics was conferred on this bright-eyed girl.
Luminaries frame the hearth, blue tinsel on the banister, a strand of gold glittery mini-llamas dance from a fresh garland of pine cones and needles.
For the weary bodies transformed into joy by the timber of their lover's call on that first night of emancipation.