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Sunday, April 15, 2012

Counting Breaths

Finally getting to those rented movies. And that forgotten project. As a way of mending a teensy bit of a broken heart. Or maybe a broken ego is a better way of putting it.

But as all good and bad, this, too, has passed.

Back to something with Cameron Diaz (I know).



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