
When I picked this book up (from Goodwill) and started reading, I realized how wrong I had been. I completely fit the profile for an authentic self buried. And so. I think I'm going to need a big shovel.
Stay tuned.
This should be interesting.
Today is
Hope is the thing with feathers that perches in the soul. -Emily Dickenson
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