five minutes @ my desk, Toronto, ON
Ayurveda: The Science of Self-Healing by Dr. Vasant Lad
“I call bullshit.” He pronounced it like a five-year old making up the rules as he went.
On the spot. Just like that, a chapter closes.
She blinked the slowest, lazy cow like blink of detachment she could muster. She just didn’t have the energy. She was trying to carry the load on this one but it wasn’t making it lighter.
It was and would always be a dark spot in their memories.
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