Freedom of Peach
Monday, November 15, 2010
“Not until we are lost do we begin to understand ourselves.” Henry David Thoreau
Banging my sweaty head against my Yoga Mat, I search for meaning to my madness and find it in the little things.
Feeling sheer joy at my Boardwalk Empire Debut.
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November 16, 2010 at 9:16 AM
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