He called out to his fellow monks,'Come quickly I am tasting stars.
Our children are weird. Nicely phrased.
That's who you really like. The people you can think out loud in front of.
What's that?" "The laundry basket?" "No, next to it." "I don't see anything next to it." "It's my last shred of dignity. It's very small.
This was what I liked most about my friends: just sitting around & telling stories.
...Kaitlyn never wore open-toed shoes on account of how she hated her feet because she felt her second toes were too long, as if the second toe was a window into the soul or something.