loving you should make me cry
Make me feel like I could die
That's the way it goes...
"I spoke to my doctor. We're doing thirty-six weeks." the radiant, yet wildly pregnant pre-K teacher informed us.
"She said it was supposed to be thirty-nine, but I said, no. Not this time. We are doing it differently."
"Get out of the car! I'm going to fight you!" the woman who had roared up beside my car screamed.
"Are you fucking crazy?" I responded.
"You're lucky I don't have my gun. I'd shoot you!" she screamed, before roaring off in front of me.
Good to know.
I am actually a very careful and conscientious driver, but, you can't win them all.
"The mandamus went through, they filed it Monday." the text rang through moments after my driver friend threatened to shoot me, while I was pulled off on the side of the road calling 911.
"I am so glad," I responded.
"Wish they had filed it three weeks ago, but at this rate, we might have him by New Year's!"
One man, out of Afghanistan.
Please pray that it works.
*Lyrics and title, Emmylou Harris
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