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I had bad dreams last night, and they stuck with me all blinkin’ day. Here’s what made me cry: Yesterday I used my last tea bag of my favorite tea, and even though I knew that the company was out because I’ve been trying to order it for months, I made a cup of not-my-favorite tea and checked anyway and they finally had my tea in stock.
Bad dreams=Bad day.
Cried over stupid tea.
Because I COULD order it.
That one tiny good thing tipped me over the edge. (Bleep.)
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Since you cannot do good to all, you are to pay special attention to those who, by accidents of time, or place, or circumstance, are brought into closer connection with you. (St. Augustine)
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