Good morning waking.
It's Christmas.
My sister put Iron & Wine on this morning and it made me happy.
I didn't know she knew/loved that group too.
A redemptive Christmas.
Starting at my sister's new phat pad.
Mom on way.
A couple of acquard moments yesterday, but otherwise good. Got a cool clock in our
secret santa game
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God speaks to each of us as he makes us, then walks with us silently out of the night. These are the words we dimly hear: You sent out beyond your recall, go the limits of your longing. Embody me. Flare up like flame and make big shadows I can move in. Let everything happen to you: beauty and terror, Just keep going. No feeling is final. Don't let yourself lose me. Nearby is the country they call life. You will know it by its seriousness. Give me your hand. Rilke
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