Dear Sunny,
For the first time ever, my nag was light as a feather. Well, maybe not as a feather, but definitely light.
And then I came home and worked, compensating for my light bag.
The Universe is cruel.
Love,
Pari
For the first time ever, my nag was light as a feather. Well, maybe not as a feather, but definitely light.
And then I came home and worked, compensating for my light bag.
The Universe is cruel.
Love,
Pari
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