Bleah.
Posted on August 6, 2005 by Helen Thompson
I feel inconsolably sad tonight. I'm alone, sitting with my empty glass, and my four walls are doing that thing they do.
I don't need hugs, or nothing: just your prayers or otherwise positive spiritual energy for the kids in my life.
Where there is hatred, let us sow love.
Where there is injury, pardon.
Where there is [...]
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