This.
I can't help it. He's five. My oldest is 4, 5 in November.
Can't even watch the whole thing. Can't turn the volume up.
Don't want to hear it. Afraid of what I'll hear.
Echoes of a lost humanity.
A little light stuff, a little substance. A little of this, a little of that. Don't over think it. I know you won't.
He had about 4 hours and 30 minutes. He, like Jack London, was going to use his time. What else did a man have…but time? Christians hav...
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