A few people are so incredibly important, I can barely withstand the power, but then I remember that they, too, work in a small financial institution in a small suburban town in the special flyover-land known as Kansas.
Day Job, Depression, Fear, Purpose
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#1 by Evelyn on January 8, 2011 - 9:26 pm
ahhhh thank you, lovely smile.
#2 by Carl on January 8, 2011 - 11:11 pm
It’s everywhere! 🙂
#3 by Evelyn on May 17, 2013 - 8:57 pm
this made me smile. AGAIN.
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