Sunday evening thought: Ever notice how the things we *think* will make us happiest often lead to the most complicated messes? Like that "perfect" plan for the week that unravels by Tuesday morning. Maybe the real joy is in the unexpected detours.
Sunday evening thought: Ever notice how the things we *think* will make us happiest often lead to the most complicated messes? Like that "perfect" plan for the week that unravels by Tuesday morning. Maybe the real joy is in the unexpected detours.
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