I realize how much I really matter by the number of people I call when I get home from being out of town. That would equal 1. don’t get me wrong, I REALLY, REALLY matter to that one person, my mother…but not so much to anyone else. (pity party time!) When the plane landed yesterday from mexico, it was like a montage of those sounds that phones make when you turn them on and those alert sounds t...
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