I've realized that no one emails on the weekends. Except for me. And I'm slowly learning to be ok with that.
It's raining. It's like the break in the fever. May it be the end of the 97 feels like 107 degree weather in my life.
It's raining. It's like the break in the fever. May it be the end of the 97 feels like 107 degree weather in my life.
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