Wouldn’t it be awesome to know everyone’s story? Know everyone? Not friends, but just talk to every person you pass on the street.
Wouldn’t it be awesome to know everyone’s story? Know everyone? Not friends, but just talk to every person you pass on the street. We, people are so limited.
Sitting on my back patio watching the rain fall as the day darkens. The ironbarks behind my back fence shiver with joy at the welcome water. It is not arid, here, but it is hot. When the rain does come, it is a peaceful and polite rain
- Me: I'm going to lose weight!
- Mom: hey sweetie, I just went to the store, I got 50 different flavors of ice cream, some waffles, 20 different kinds of chips, some fried chicken, a chocolate cake, and 4 boxes of Oreos cause I know you get hungry during the day.









