Sometimes people are who you think they are.
Sometimes the pressure is off.
Sometimes what they said is true.
Sometimes being nice pays off.
Sometimes you can stand up for what you believe in without resentment.
Sometimes the good guy gets the girl.
Sometimes, but not always...
Have you ever noticed the silence that snow brings?
Common noise falls victim to the dampening of freshly-fallen snow. Noisy roads whisper. Footsteps are buffered. Voices relay no tell-tale echoes.
There is only silence. Time is constant.
Mrs. Webber, I've finally seen what you meant about that sleigh. I'm sorry it [...]
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...Reasons why the otherwise natural combination of booze, poetry, and Star Trek don't mix. I apologize profusely for the horrid sin against Leonard (it seemed like a sure bet at the time).
I found these cigarette pack scribblings while sifting through papers this weekend. The Duke crowd will might remember these.
Reason 1
Reason 2
Reason 3
Reason [...]
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