Every time I think about what day it is, in this month of impromptu daily love letters, I realize that in my mind it is still April. Or already April. Wow it’s already Thanksgiving? Hmph. In any case…
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Every time I think about what day it is, in this month of impromptu daily love letters, I realize that in my mind it is still April. Or already April. Wow it’s already Thanksgiving? Hmph. In any case…