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| the ride to Austin was quiet but for the sounds of the Fugees and their rendition of “killing me softly with his song”. I cannot stop singing it. and i arrive. and unload. and settle in. |
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| i see you... |
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| alfie is upset i'm leaving for a few days. yes, i will miss the wild herd of white fur around my legs as i make my way around the house. yes, i will miss that. |
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| he makes me laugh every day.. still. i have been reminded so much these past couple of weeks of just how wonderfully blessed we are. |
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| i work for the best and with the best. no doubt. oh, we've got a nice rest of the week ahead. to be cont.. |
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