If the Girl with a Pearl Earring soundtrack had words, I would sing them to you.
But they don't.
Today was better. Six pages later.
I can't play my viola today, but that's okay. It happens.
Yesterday was exquisite, and I felt cleansed at the mere proposition of returning to work, even though it was just Sam Sam, Brain, Animal and I.
We have a
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