It’s light. It’s comfort. It’s a secret place where stress retreats just a little. It’s where daydreams are made and fears are kept at bay.
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Short Tales from the Book of Me
"Huh?" I said, mouth agape. "Oh, didn't you know?" said Conscience. "You've got buckets of work to do." There was a pause. "And you're reading." --- Pizza. In Italy. In the mountains. In an Irish bar. The house special. As big as a cart-wheel. Delicious. More than delicious. Amazing. Nothing will beat it. An explosion… Continue reading Short Tales from the Book of Me
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