Sunday, February 24, 2013

Luck Be A Lady

Simply put, people distil my fears. I may think I'm fine with something, and then Kindred says something that makes me think of it in a completely different way. Or for example, I may just be feeling like I did something wrong, and then Socks, will tell me, that I'm fine and not to worry. I love these people. How did I get so lucky?

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