We (really, it was me) managed to lock ourselves out of the house tonight while we did yard work. While we waited for our spare key holder to arrive I took more flower pictures with my phone. I edited them later. So, here they are.
Just like that you're six years old and you take a nap and you wake up and you're twenty-five and your high school sweetheart becomes your wife...
Don't blink...
Ain't no rhyme or reason No complicated meaning Ain't no need to over think it Let go laughing Life don't go quite like you planned it We try so hard to understand it The irrefutable, indisputable fact is... It happens
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