I've been sick. Throw-ie-uppie don't feel good sick. I don't know why, and I'm feeling better now but I'm still a little wonky. I crashed on the couch yesterday morning after getting about 2 hours of sleep (not consecutive either!) and Willow decided to get in on some of that sweet sleep action.
The Universe Does Not Hand Us Meaning
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“The hardest thing about being alive is that we exist as accidents of
chance, and the universe does not hand us meaning. Nobody and nothing will
give us me...


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