My memory is a sieve. Some things stick, some things slip through.

Lol. I have no memory of this humorous moment, which only makes it more humorous, but is also why I try to write things down before I loose them. I’ve said for half my life: My memory is a sieve. Some things stick, some things slip through.

Radiant Warmer

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