One Sentence Happiness Journal
As I drove to the store, I saw a big black bird with something in its beak being pursued by two smaller brown birds — a morsel or a baby; I drove on never to know — so much like most things in life.
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One Sentence Happiness Journal
As I drove to the store, I saw a big black bird with something in its beak being pursued by two smaller brown birds — a morsel or a baby; I drove on never to know — so much like most things in life.
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