Sometimes, I am very wrong.
My co-worker was speaking to his two-year-old son on the phone, asking if he slept well last night and if he had a dream.
The little boy said he had dreamed of monkeys and birds.
***How beautiful is that? What happens to us when we grow up? How come even in my dreams I am working and sad ( Read more... )
The little boy said he had dreamed of monkeys and birds.
***How beautiful is that? What happens to us when we grow up? How come even in my dreams I am working and sad ( Read more... )
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I miss Miss Mara.
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