That time I realized it felt good to feel sad.
That time I realized it felt good – and healthy – to feel sad.
I have started and abandoned this post at least a dozen times. Maybe this will be the time that it sticks. I was a little too warm in my jacket and sweater, but I knew that by the time I walked back to my hotel, I’d be happy to have them both, so I pushed up my sleeves a little bit and soldiered on, up the street toward dinner. I was missing my family and my pets, more than I’ve missed them in a…
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